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.