Onward, ever striving onward Proudly on our brooms we fly.. Straight and true above the treetops Shadows on a moonlit sky!
Ne´er a day will pass before us When we have not tried our best, Kept our cauldrons bubbling nicely- Cast our spells with zest!
Fearless witches, never flinching - Through the dark and dismal nights - Ghouls and ghosts and nightmare Monsters run away in fright!
We´re the girls with skills in sorcery - When in flight, quite a sight to see! We´re young witches and glad to be Learning our crafts at Cackle´s Academy!