HUSBAND:
Sorceress, please forgive me. My wife is with child. She wants only a few of
your greens to give her strength.
SORCERESS:
Fine. Take what you wish, but there is a price. When the child is born, I will
claim it as my own.
QUEEN BEETIFAH:
In fear, the man accepted.
Then he raced to feed his wife.
He brought her greens each evening,
Just to end her fuss and strife.
But later when the babe was born,
The happiness in his life,
Made the man forget the promise,
That would cut him like a knife