The Shack in the Woods

 
A little boy wondered into the green woods
Not too far away from the church picnic grounds
For on this Easter egg hunt he wanted all the goods
So he thought he would have to go beyond the bounds
 
He came upon an old wooden crooked shack
“This is where I might find that egg laying hare”
Thinking this was a special place he never looked back
But the boy didn’t understand this was a witch’s lair
 
A scraggly old looking woman came outside
And saw the boy much to her surprise and delight
The little boy stared right back at her very wide eyed
Seeing her ragged tattered clothes and her hair so white
 
“Are you lost little one” she said licking her lips
“No ma’am” he said “I’m just looking for some eggs
I  thought this is where the Easter bunny lives
He’s so fast because he has those strong back legs”
 
“A rabbit that lays eggs?” she thought scratching her head
“I’ve never heard of no rabbit that can do such trick?”
“The Easter bunny has special powers” the little boy said
And this confused the witch as she reached for a broomstick
 
She looked around and said “come in” with a smile
“I have something brewing in my cauldron for you to see”
“Ok” the little boy said “but only for little while
I can’t to be gone too long or else they’ll worry about me”
 
The witch served him a bowl of soup from her stewpot
And while he ate she looked in a book to see what Easter meant
Then she stared at the boy and her stomach turned into knots
She licked her lips again as she smelled that delicious scent…
 
She served herself a bowl as well and ate along with the boy
Then took out a dozen eggs from the chicken coup behind her shack
She boiled them, then painted them with him with a new-found joy
Then put all the colorful eggs in a basket and sent the boy back