Garbage poetry

[Mitera Nikkou]

A witch I did meet
Of that there was no doubt
I knew not what that grin was about
But I felt like a piece of meat

Then I had the strangest feeling
But surely my body couldn't change
However, I was surprised when I looked down
For my body had indeed began to re-arrange

The feeling was quite odd
Even as the witch gave an appreciative nod
And before my eyes blossomed a bosom
Right away I wanted to lose them

To the witch's whims did my body conform
Defined became the curves of my new form
Surely I was becoming rounder than the norm
And my hair long, wavy, and as golden as corn

There was no time to gawk
I had to try to get away
And escape the sedulous curse
But I couldn't even walk
There was nothing I could say
My situation had become much worse

Before long I was mesmerized
I could not shy away from the witch's gaze
Nothing else existed beyond the witch's eyes
As the witch told me my mission while in my guise
But somehow I broke through the haze
To prevent my friends from being terrorized

Now I live alone forevermore
Forever in the guise of a young lass
The village had gathered en masse
And had slain the witch of yore
But I had remained lost to them for all time
Cursed as a young maiden
With immortality I had been laden
Moving to and from places never mine