Don’t be too scared
I’m well prepared…

Witch’s cuisine
(Cauldron is flowing)
A toad would be spiffy
(My thirst is growing)
Cookbooks are instructive
(“Potions For Dummies”)
Feel free to dig in
(Filling your tummies!)

Magically boiled
On the stove it gets warmer
Quick salivation
Fresh newt minds and ant toes
Add a half-cup of water
Pop in the oven
Toss in piranhas
And a porcupine nose

Snack time, Lunchtime
(Pick out the bones)
Snack time, Munch time
(Bubbles and foams)
Snack time, Crunch time
(I bite and chew)
Chilled monkey brains and the Wit-ch’s Brew

Come-hither knight take a bite
Food don’t taste right, it’s a fright

Take a sip from the goblet
Head is spinning
Drink with possum sweat
Oops! Your hair’s thinning!
No need to fret
Hair’ll be bunching
Swallow toad wart!!!
Warlock’s lunching

Here man chug
Sips and blots to the bathroom
Sadly contagious
Soon you’re running there too
I taste the cup
Bright orange it’s glowing
Hugely climatic
I’m turned into a newt

Small size, Eat flies
(Hide under stones)
Disguise, Large eyes
(Swamp’s where I roam)
Unwise, Revise
(What should I do?)
Adding champagne to the Wit-ch’s Brew

This is insane and a pain
Out of my brain, bugs I slain (That I slain, that I slain)
Brew!
It’s not humane, I must complain
Lizard tongue!
Brew!
This is profane
I must disdain (must disdane, must disdane)
Wetland terrain

Don’t be too scared
I’m well prepared…