Once upon a time in a place much like this people told stories of Baba Yaga She flies around at night in her mortar and pestle stealing chickens from yards and bicycles from porches She takes cats and dogs without a sound and eats them for Sunday brunch SQUAWK
She's a mean old crone who steals children But why Mama What does she do with them If they're naughty she turns them into goldfish and watches them flop around for fun One look at her can give children stomachaches The next second they're dead
WANTED But there's another side to every story HELP WANTED EKING ELP WANT ASSISTANT WANTED ASAP Must have skills in hauling obeying orders cooking and cleaning Magical talent a bonus Must be good with heights Enter Baba Yaga's house to apply and vated HELP WANTED
BABA YAGA'S ASSISTANT Magical talent ELP WANTED Grandma had it Wonder if it's inheritable Yes Dad you still have dirt under your nails Jenny Knows I study plants and soil Besides she's a master gardener There's dirt under her nails too Masha It's time Did you change into something nice You could have told me more about her before you proposed
