. . . width="456" height="394" alt="two barefoot boys carrying fising poles with witch watching from behind large stone" /> PETER and John, against the rule, Are playing truant from their school. With eager steps away they go
To seek a fishing pool they know. But see a witch is hiding there— She’ll catch them if they don’t take care.
Oh boys! make haste and hurry past! No—she has caught them tight and fast.

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And now away with them she hies, In spite of all their kicks and cries. She hurries home and shuts the door
And then she drops them on the floor. “These boys are plump and soft,” says she, “A fine fat meal they’ll make for me.
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