The Witch's Hut
one day, when i was young, maybe eight,
my friend butch said, "i know something great."
"let's go to these woods. don't be scared but"
"there we'll find the witch's hut!"
so off we went with out lunch in my backpack.
before long we were lost. how to get back?
then over there, not far from a strange tree
we found a shack. the witch's hut, could it be?
sure enough, a broom beside the door
and weird writing on the porch's floor.
no one was home, at least at the time.
then a woman appeared. "let's climb!"
up into a tree we quickly rose
and saw that wart upon her nose.
her dress had a circle, two triangles inside.
"come on! don't breath! we have to hide!"
as she walk down the road with her black cat
he said, "there's the witch! what do you think of that!"
but the old lady began to trip, stumble and fall
and cried "help! help! is there no one to help me at all!"
"don't go!" said butch, "she'll use her switch"
"that no good evil ugly witch!"
but i could not let someone in need
go without a good deed.
i helped her up, then she said
"you think i'm a witch! do you wish me dead?"
i said "yes you are, from what know!"
"now let me free! let me go!"
"maybe i'm a witch. maybe not so."
then she bowed and touched my toe.
"if i am, is that too tragic?"
"come inside, i'll give you something of magic."
"don't fear, i breath no fire nor cast spells."
"and don't worry about those funny smells."
so i went inside, and this is what she gave me.
a stone with a seed inside. "good luck it gives thee!"
"keep this always close to your heart."
"it will make you wise and smart."
so i did and left with butch, his face all white.
i said, "don't worry, everything will be alright."
it was true, i grew up to be the man i knew
was in my mind to be. troubles only few.
i married, had a son and named him drew.
and loved every minute as he grew.
then one day, i told him about the witch's hut.
i knew he had to find it, it was in my gut.
he came back with a stone with a seed inside.
and a picture. "the witch has not aged a day!" i cried.