Evil old witch, Evil old witch, I see you bad ugly evil old witch. You tried to shove me in that evil old oven of yours but I was much to quick, you fat ugly evil old witch. You tried to feed me frosting and treats but I spat them all back out at you, toot sweet. I hate you, I hate you! I scream at that evil old witch, I hope your house goes stale soon, you fat evil ugly old witch! I hope you get entombed within that ugly old house of treats. Your a evil old witch, Your a evil old witch, I hope the forest trees fall on top of you and your crumy gingerbread house too. I'll be back, I'll be back, Then we will see who pushes who! You fat ugly evil old witch I really hate you!
Michael Robert Triska copyright 2017 The story of Hansel and Gretel always fascinated me. Can you just feel the anger within that girl that meets up with that old witch in the poem?