Hansel and Gretel

Hansel and Gretel

You know they killed my sister
Those two smiling, towheaded demons
Roasted her alive, picked her bones dry
Killed their mother – slow poison
Nearly got the father too

But I heard…

Yes, but I know better
”Poor things, abandoned,
Lured into the cookie cottage”
My sister baked a sugary world
For them to play in

And the father…?

I’ve brewed herbs
To draw the darkness from his heart
To clear the poison from the house
He’s so kind, a patient man
Hard working, steady, strong and quiet

…in a corner cage lurked two fat frogs

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