I knew there was blunders in this magical quest to not take down the witch’s house; with temptation, with dishonesty. And that it did not hoax the little children rampant to bring the witch down! And it was settled, the witch must burn. For the wafts of beautiful scents, all the cookery missed, and the winds that blew over in deliciousness
This conversion of the children to know the scents disappeared because a house was dropped to her knees when they hung her 3 weeks prior. The Witch.
A Holiday Parable.
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