Jamie's Got A Wand

Bubble, bubble, who the hell asked for a bubble?
We're off to the Swamp, a nasty hex to tromp.

Wanda the wand is rarin' to scoot, and the crazy Wolf is a root-a-toot-toot. (Sorry, rhyming's not my thing. Talk to Daisy. She's the danged poet.) Grab your boots, your magic, and a big can of bug spray, I'mma need all the help I can get to keep this evil at bay. The Dragonettes are out like a light with no little Prince Charmings in sight.
Yes, there'll be Gators, but no worries, they've all been ...