They can’t just see a woman and her cat
They look at us
And they see a black cat, a woman in a witch’s hat
The child start to run or cry
I never understand
I just watch them and wonder why
My fur is black, my eyes are green
My best friend is hunched over a cauldron
In the dead of night, she casts her spells, unseen
They think she’s evil, say she’s bad
They don’t know her dreams
To make people happy, cure all who are sad
When stars twinkle overhead
She goes from door to door
While children lie sound asleep in bed
Fills hearts with love, cures the ill
With her magic spells
Leaves candy on their windowsill
