Dreams

Once I had a magnificent dream the mere thought of it made me beam but then one day that …witch…stole my dream yes, she was quite very mean! Wicked does not even begin to describe where she came from, a very different tribe confused and bewildered at her actions, I’m a good person, I would only expect to receive benefactions! Last night I finally caught her scent a sweet perfume with a hint of….mint? Oh well, for her it is too late I only want her head on my dinner plate I crept upon her in the middle of the night I thought I spooked her but I only hear a cackle of delight I only wished for her to die So I hit her in the head with a PIE!