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.