Fire and Blood |
| New Orleans #23 Poetry ▶︎ Witches Brew Word Count: 122 Line Count: 24 Hilda, Zelda, Piper, True All Witches you know; all blue Until Halloween comes to prowl, And they dare to break all taboos. Time to brew, time to bake, Hilda brings the eye of newt Bloodshot and Blood sore A tad grewsome, a pinch ugly. Time to brew, time to bake, Zelda offers toe of frog Slimy green, stinky smell A tad creepy, a pinch crawly Time to brew, time to bake, Piper flicks wool of bat Icky, sticky, A tad sketchy, a pinch scratchy. Time to brew, time to bake, True dribbles in the tongue of dog Gypsy flower, gypsy grit A tad rich, a pinch bitter Ah, the brew is boiling, Toil and bubble, Hell-broth boil and A cup full of trouble. |