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“Hey, look there Jim, the young girl said
        look at that rusty gate ahead?
        Do you think we should go through?
        I am game if you will too.

       We’ll have to clear these sticks away
       and find the latch, what’s that you say?
       you don’t think we should touch the gate
       what lies beyond might not be great.

       Oh, come on Jim, don’t be a wuss
       all it needs is one big push,
       then once we’re through we’ll walk the road
       it’s just your mind in overload.”

       And as they heaved the gate it fell
       releasing then the witches' spell,
       a spell held bound until the day
       this gate was opened by its prey.

       But these two children did not see
       what dangers lurked when innocently
       without a care stepped through the gate                  
       and with this action sealed their fate.

       At first, they heard a rumbling sound
       and swirling winds whipped all around,
       they both were lifted up so high
       and drawn so quickly through the sky.

       And with a thud they were set down
       inside a castle dark and brown.
       both trembling, cold, and full of fear
      “Just what had happened now we’re here?”
                                                                                                                                                   
       A voice they heard; a cackle low
       the witch appeared to let them know,
       they’d live with her forever more
       no going back to life before.
               
      “Your days will now be one of toil
       you’ll cook and scrub, the cauldron boil,
       Oh, how I’ve waited for this day
       for foolish kids to come my way.”

      The girl said “Jim, I should have heard
       the warning in you spoken word,
       don’t touch that gate just let it be
       I wish I’d listened to your plea.”

       A tear rolled down her cheek, then fell
       upon the witch and broke her spell,
       for witches cannot deal with tears
       if splashed with one their spell it clears.

       And with a whoosh away they went
       back to the place were quickly sent,
       behind that gate and set on ground
       they both stood up and looked around.

      “Where have we been? I can’t recall
       but know that gate must never fall,
       so quickly we must run away
       I’ll not go through it, on this day.”

       So, if you see a gate ahead
       be careful now when through it tread,
       take care with life and gates you fell
       don’t end up in the witches' spell.
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