Piggie Pie By Margie Palatini

Gritch the Witch woke up grouchy, grumpy, and very hungry. Her belly grumbled for something delicious. Something delightful. Something special. But what? It wasn’t purple mouse-tail stew. No, she ate that yesterday for lunch. Maybe some mashed dragon-tongue pudding? No, Gritch wasn’t in the mood for anything quite that sweet. Perhaps a taste of boiled buzzard feet? That always made her mouth water. No, not today. Today, Gritch wanted something truly tasty. Something really yummy. Something SPECIAL! And that could only mean….PIGGIE PIE! “Yes, yes, Piggie Pie! I can taste those plump, juicy, pink piggies right now,” Gritch said smacking her lips.