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The story begins 
Once upon a time 
with muffin man 
His father 
worked him 
Knead him 
as a son 

Waving him goodbye 
Smiling all happy 
Leaving the bakers 
After getting 
his icing done 
To make a new start 

Dancing skipping 
Entering a wooded area 
Singing with glee 
All of a sudden 
Coming shooting 
out of the trees 
In a flash 
of light 

A witch 
On her broomstick 
Piercing through the center 
Of poor little 
muffin man 
he yelled 
for help 
Roaring in pain 

No one heard 
muffin's cry 
Slowly the stinking 
Old witch 
Opened her fowl 
smelling mouth 
Yellowing black teeth 
Inching closer 

Holding his breath 
He smelled doom 
In the face 
Of ugliness 
As he prayed 
She sank her teeth 
Deep into him 
Holding him 
in her two hands 

Slowly as his life 
passed away fading 
She devoured him 
A little crumb 
Was to fall 
to the ground 

As she rubbed her belly 
With a horrid laugh 
Taking her hands 
Off her broomstick 
Laughing contentment 
Flew head 
Over backwards 

Falling of the stick 
Spiraling hits 
the ground 
in a splat 
An almighty bang 
She died 
on Halloween night 

The crumb was picked up 
By a little bird 
Muffin man's 
resting place 
He was hailed 
a hero 
witch killer 

On that very night 
In the wind 
you can hear 
screams of a witch 
She's still 
in hunt 
For muffin man 

To redeem her soul 
The last crumb 
She never got 
Roaming searching 
Sometimes you see 
her shadow 
On a broomstick 
On the moon face

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