The Old Hag

It smelled orchids and lillies when she rambled down the alley. Stirred by her innocence, She was greeted with gales of laughter. "Behold oh Baby! Stun the Sun when you can" Screamed the old hag amid the clamour of the alley. "The Seasons take no round trip Once it boards the wagon" She warned the little one Her face with a sarcastic laugh. Trembling within the firm grip She struggled to loosen her hand Down fell the little one through the multiverse of ordeals Thud fell the little one amused and confused in the alley. There she saw a little one Her innocence greeted with glee. Her insticts took the verbatim while she took the little one in her hands "Behold oh Baby! Stun the Sun when you can"