Poetry

Chapter 1

There once was a girl named Annie,

She was sort of to a brat to her Nanny.

One thing she did not know,

she found out when Nanny started to glow,

A lesson from her was about to be taught

16 years old in a few she would be not

What did she do to Annie?

Well she started to scratch her fanny.

Nanny smiled at that

while the little girl got fat

she started to flinch

as she shrank inch by inch

When Annie reached back to itch

she discovered Nanny was a witch

because now what had been there

No longer had hair

and what covered it

a white fluffy thing that fit

Soon she did cry

Nanny did just sigh

She picked up the baby

and thought that just maybe

a bottle would do

then a nap in a few

So started over Annie’s life

which was cut like a knife

Over a new

now you have learned too

Dont be a brat to your Nanny

Cuz you will wind up just like

young Annie.