Hagatha Hack lost all affection
Towards the selfish, greedy, rotter,
And chose to be a rotter spotter.
Suddenly, our witch, so charming
Turned from lovely to alarming!
She's now employed by other exes,
To seek out bad lads with her hexes.
Ms Hagatha Hack restores their loot
Then takes revenge on every brute
When, onto cads rejecting love,
She drops a stink bomb from above.
Poem © Em Lynas
Illustration © Eric Heyman