The Munchkins Unhappiness (A Poem)

Tweet

The Munchkins were angry. The Munchkins were mad. "We've never had it Quite this bad." "Our water is polluted With fizzy, flemish goop. Now it tastes like Witch's poop." "It's the fault of the evil Witch. The one from the West. She has been nothing but trouble. She's the cause of this mess." The Munchkins were Hoping the Good Witch would come. "We need clean water. For the old and the young." The Good Witch came She waved her wand, And all the bad water Was gone, gone, gone. "Thank you very much. You've truly saved the day." And the Munchkins were happy again. "Hip, hip, hooray."