'Four Witches From Nowishes' Poem by Linda Winchell

On broom sticks road four young witches
from a far off land of Nowishes.
They wore tall hats upon their heads
in their hands, were apples they'd painted red.

To tempt the children on Halloween night
of candies from neighbors they'd gleaned.
For these four were not allowed you see
in the land of Nowishes, candy was never tasted or seen.

They wanted a taste of all those sugary delights
thoughts of candy danced in their heads
while on their broomsticks flight.

Swooping down, grabbing bags of tasty treats
leaving red apples, then flying off to eat.
Beware on Halloween night to hang on to your bags
you may be visited by four young witches
with rotted teeth of old hags!

You may see them as you glance at the moon
Coming from the land of Nowishes,
with painted apples on brooms.