Lying Witch Twins
We are making hot chocolate the witch twins lied.
I could not see exactly what the cauldron had inside.
But I suspected they were not giving us the whole truth.
They are diabolical, Mrs. Hootie Belle and Mrs. J. Ruth.
Grickley Grackle, and snackle fizz. They were stupefied by Rack.
He is their uncle, and his sense of humor is macabre, rather black.
They turned into crocodiles with teeth that scared me away.
The last time I saw them they were chasing each other, I’d say.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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