The Broccoli Witch's Popping-Candy Blunder

Grizelda the witch loved 
cooking chubby children in
her bubbling, green broccoli
stewpot.
She wore a pointy hat that
constantly leaked bright pink
glitter everywhere she
walked.
Her magic wand was
actually a stale, half- eaten
pepperoni pizza crust from
last Tuesday. 
"Mmm, boy- and- girl soup is
my absolute favorite!" she
cackled, dancing a silly jig.
She captured little Timmy
and Barnaby, aiming to turn
them into tasty dinner
snacks.
"Wait!" shouted Timmy, "We 
taste exactly like expired 
milk and gym socks!"
Grizelda sniffed Barnaby's 
shoe and gagged loudly, her
green face turning bright
purple.
"Gosh! You need seasoning!"
she cried, dumping a giant
bottle of ketchup inside.
Barnaby secretly pulled out
a massive feather duster
and tickled the witch's nose.
"ACHOO!" roared Grizelda 
blowing her own ugly 
hairpiece straight into the 
boiling soup.
The bald witch gasped as
the boys threw popping
candy into a giant 
cauldron.
BANG! POP! FIZZ!" The green
stew exploded, covering the 
kitchen walls in goo.
The magical blast turned the
evil witch into a harmless,
pink fluffy toilet brush.
She hopped around 
frantically, squeaking angrily 
because she couldn't eat anyone 
anymore. 
Timmy and Barnaby laughed 
so hard that their bellies 
hurt, doing silly victory flips. 
They grabbed Grizelda's 
pizza- crust wand and waved 
it wildly around the messy
room. 
The spell instantly transformed 
the spooky potion into massive 
hill of chocolate pudding.
The boys are their way out 
of the creepy hut, laughing 
at the brush.
Grizelda stated stuck in the
corner, forever sweeping 
dust bunnies and crying 
softly.
Now she only eats moldy
cheese crumbs and hates
the smell of broccoli soup.
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