I'm A Crotchety Witch - Prelutsky

I'M A CROTCHETY WITCH

circa 1996
By Jack Prelutsky (1940-)

I'm a crotchety witch
Living all by myself,
I haven't one crony,
Not ogre nor elf.
No wizard or warlock
Drops by for a stay,
Hobgoblins avoid me --
I like it that way.

My rooms are suffused
With perennial gloom,
I never go out,
I've retired my broom,
I don't even bother
To boil a few brews,
So, I'm not to blame
If there's ooze in your shoes.

Today is my birthday,
I baked a stale cake,
Instead of a candle,
I stuck in a snake,
I've turned thirty thousand
three hundred and three;
The snake snuck away --
Happy birthday to me!

© Monday's Troll - Jack Prelutsky (1940-)

Goblin's Lullaby - Prelutsky

MOTHER GOBLIN'S LULLABY

By Jack Prelutsky (1940-)

Go to sleep, my baby goblin,
hushaby, my dear of dears,
if you disobey your mother,
she will twist your pointed ears.

Little goblin, stop complaining,
time for all your eyes to close,
if you make your mother angry,
she will bite your tiny nose.

Slumber sweetly till tomorrow,
do not worry, Mother's near,
dream of demons weirdly screaming,
hushaby, my goblin dear.
© Jack Prelutsky