I'm not a happy camper, I cleaned my house today.
In fact I'm really, really quite angry.
If I wasn't such a lady, I would say it another way.
Don't tell me you like Summer, I have my broom in hand.
Well, it only starts tomorrow and I'm over it right now.
Anyone who says they like it, may get a jolly good beating.
This old witch, just doesn't ride who broom.
She could give you quite a clout.
The dust may clean out, with a good sweep and mop.
But my poor old mop-top tree, has been snapped off.
So don't tell me you like the summer, the wind and all the dust.
This Old Witch, is feeling evil, so just watch your step.
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