“OOOO, EEEE, OOOO, Ah ah ting tang, walla walla bing bang,” sang Midge over and over as she walked out of her yard and met Booker-T at the gate to his yard.
“What are you singing?” laughed Booker-T. “Sounds a little strange.”
“It's the Witch Doctor song,” said Midge.
“A witch doctor?” asked Booker-T. “Why are you singing about a witch doctor?”
“It was on the radio this morning when my owner was getting ready for work,” said Midge.
“Do witches have their own doctors?” asked Booker-T.
“I don't know,” said Midge shaking her head. “Maybe they do.”
“Do we have any witches and witch doctors living here in our town?” asked Booker-T.
“I don't know,” said Midge. “Maybe Jake knows.”