The Jazz Playing Witch

Once upon a time there lived an old lady
The old lady was named o'grady
She was a witch, that's what she was known as
She was a witch that liked to play jazz
The music of jazz helped her cast spells
She especially liked to rearrange cells

So, one day a rat crept into her house
It crept up her leg and ruined her blouse
She grabbed it by the tail and locked it in a cage
Oh, the poor rat, he was filled with rage
She played her jazz music all over the place
She played, and played, and played with grace
Misty clouds filled the house, known as fog
Soon they disappeared and the rat was now a frog

O'grady plopped the frog into her soup
The last ingredient needed to make a nice suit
You see, she was making a suit because she was being sued
She had to appear in court that day,
She knew that she was screwed

Then, she received a mysterious call
The person said, "Turns out you were not the person in the brawl!"
"I told you!" She cried. "I told you all!"

Once again she played her jazz
Turned the frog back into a rat
Let him free back into the world
Knowing that now she had a friend to chat
She was happy as can be and twisted and twirled

And so ends the tell of o'grady
Who lived once upon a time as an old lady
She was a witch, that's what she was known as
Who liked to cast spells while using jazz