A Dark Tale of Two Kiddies

Once upon a time, 
A woman left her kids. 
One of them was kind, 
The other was a witch. 
They wondered the village 
all alone. 
With out a bed to sleep, 
And no where to go. 
They begged on the streets, 
Nobody cared, 
On bloody knees. 
Life isn't fair. 
She thought, 
"Maybe we'd have better luck 
If one of us were blind. 
Brother! I have a plan! 
Quick, give me your eyes!" 
She picked up a stick
And gouged them out. 
His lips sewn shut, 
So he couldn't make a sound. 
She gave him a can 
And told him to sit. 
Then came a man 
Whose pocket was thick.
He stared at the boy 
For a minute or two, 
Gave him a coin. Then asked, 
"Who did this to you?" 
The boy pointed to a cave, 
That was just up ahead. 
The man was brave, 
Entered without dread. 
He saw a shimmering light, 
At the end of the cave. 
Then pulled out a knife, 
Just to be safe. 
As he got closer 
His hair began to stand. 
Chills up to his shoulders, 
When he hears a little girl laugh. 
The brave man slips 
Falls to the ground. 
The knife cuts his wrist 
Gore bleeding out. 
The girl walks towards him 
Picks up the knife. 
Stares with an evil grin, 
Then ends his life. 
She peels off his skin, 
Carefully pulls out his eyes. 
Then gives them to her brother, 
Who was waiting outside. 
Till this day they live in 
That dark deserted cave. 
They continue to
To savagely feast on their preys.