Witches brew,
Left to stew.
Pour it down your throat,
Wait for it to coat.
Newts eyes, bat tongues, powdered dragon claw,
Suck up your death through a tiny straw.
The poison burns you slowly,
Making you writhe like a maggot, stinking and lowly.
Your pain is well deserved,
You sick little perv.
These witches want none of your nonsense,
They'll never give you another chance to recompense.
So do it now while there's still breath in your body.
There's no use in saying sorry, they'll only think it shoddy.
Pay them with money,
Make sure you don't say anything funny.
Herbs and jewels,
Surely you understand the rules?
1, 2, 3,
Breath has almost left thee.
4, 5, 6,
Better make an offer, be quick, no tricks.
7, 8, 9,
Be careful not to whine.
10, 11, 12,
You were warned not to delve.
Now you can never go back,
Too late, your gone, everything's turned black.
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