It Really Was No Miracle

It really was no miracle
What happened was just this
The wind began to switch, the house to pitch
And suddenly the hinges started to unhitch
Just then the Witch, to satisfy an itch
Went flying on her broomstick, thumbing for a hitch
And oh, what happened then was rich

The house began to pitch
The kitchen took a slitch
It landed on the Wicked Witch in the middle of a ditch
Which was not a healthy situation for the Wicked Witch

The house began to pitch
The kitchen took a slitch
It landed on the Wicked Witch in the middle of a ditch
Which was not a healthy situation for the Wicked Witch

Who began to twitch and was reduced
To just a stitch of what was once the Wicked Witch



Credits
Writer(s): E.y. Harburg, Harold Arlen
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