[Intro] Gather round my merry friends, Listen to my dulcet tones, Hear of three Discworld legends, The maiden, the mother, and the crone! [Verse 1] Magrat Garlic is the maiden, She's young and idealistic, Though sometimes she feels mistaken, She tries to stay optimistic. Magrat likes traditional magic, And is a lover of nature, Her witchy ways are classic, But she thinks of the future. [Chorus] Magrat, Nanny, and Granny Weatherwax, A strange coven of witches, They give me such laugh attacks, And always leave me in stitches. These Wyrd Sisters three, The best characters on the Disc, They fill me with such glee, That I laugh 'til I feel sick. [Verse 2] Gytha Ogg is the mother, One of my favourite characters, And while I do like the others, No one compares to her. She knows how to put the fun in, And the hedgehog song's every word, She's not a pro at Cripple Mr Onion, And is no nonsense but still absurd. [Chorus] Magrat, Nanny and Granny Weatherwax, A strange coven of witches, They give me such laugh attacks, And always leave me in stitches. These Wyrd Sisters three, The best characters on the Disc, They fill me with such glee, That I laugh 'til I feel sick. [Bridge] Esme Weatherwax is the crone, Headstrong and practical, She has an invisible throne, And a mind that's tactical. She's a master of headology, Pragmatic and strong willed, She has a take charge philosophy, And she is very skilled. [Chorus] Magrat, Nanny, and Granny Weatherwax, A strange coven of witches, They give me such laugh attacks, And always leave me in stitches. These Wyrd Sisters three, The best characters on the Disc, They fill me with such glee, That I laugh 'til I feel sick.
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