Twisted Kitties

The black cats gathered beneath the tree
They have all decided to break free

No longer shall they obey her rules
She taught them all of the magic tools

Eye of a toad mixed with lizard tails
A pinch or two of slimy little snails

Add in the witch's black pointy hat
Don't forget about wings from a bat

Stir it all in and then the last part
Throw in the witch let the soup start

The cats have taken over the task
Magic and spells they learned how to cast

No longer will they be her sidekicks
They got tired of her and her tricks

So they decided to change the roles
And that is why the witch soup boils