Hansel and Gretel were hungry.

So they ate their father out of the house and home.

If I were a betting man,

I'd say their hunger conquers none.

Thus, off they went, to fill their bellies.

They meandered for many days,

growing ever hungrier.

Luckily a woman had moved in,

across the forest floor.

Starving, teeth sharper than knives,

they set their sights there then.

I wish I were a betting man,

for I would win.

As for what came next,

no one could guess.

Not even her or him!

Their eyes drew crazed and red.

Their strength grew tenfold!

As they devoured,

that house of steel and bone.

Wood cracked beneath their teeth.

Blood poured down their lips.

That poor woman could do nothing,

for Hansel and Gretel were hungry.

She tried to run and scream,

but it was over quick.

They went home that day,

and claimed she was a witch.