Envy the wicked witch

There was a wicked witch who lived far away in the west
She wasn’t very pretty and had a hairy chest

She sneered at people walking by and gave her snide remarks
She shouted demands and told people off with her swear word filled wild barks

She had no tact, she held no poise
Her words always just empty noise

People listened to her gossip and stared at her in awe
How could the wicked witch not see her very fatal flaw

For love and luck would never be at her side
If all she did was snigger and be snide

Poor old wicked witch all alone
Her name was Envy, and her heart was made of stone


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