Their mother bids them run and play, But not to wander far away. | "Quick," Gretel cries, "let's catch that hare Among the bushes over there." | The hare now leads them in the chase Close by the witch's lurking-place. | "No use," she cries "to kick and fight, For I will pick your bones to-night." | The old witch then puts on the pot, That she may boil Hans when it's hot. | But while she whets her knife outside Gretel opens the cage door wide. | The children see a barrel near; "Quick! into it! The witch is here!" | In after them the witch goes too, But she is stuck, and can't get through. | And now, ker-splash! down in the ditch They roll the barrel and the witch. | And see! her little girl and boy The mother welcomes home with joy. |
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