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Eye of bat and bowels of mice Mixed into a cauldron cold as ice Claw of rabbit, tooth of goat Stir with a tale of a smelly stoat Add two pints of stale perfume Two rats whiskers and an ounce of misfortune Ignite the mixture with a match And burn it down to blackened ash Gather the ashes and grind to powder Add some Arsenic to make a chowder Invite your enemies round for luncheon No need to bludgeon with a truncheon Sit back and watch the final show Love your friends and **** all foe This witches brew should do the trick If they don't die they'll all be sick
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
Witches Brew
Eye of bat and bowels of mice Mixed into a cauldron cold as ice Claw of rabbit, tooth of goat Stir with a tale of a smelly stoat Add two pints of stale perfume Two rats whiskers and an ounce of misfortune Ignite the mixture with a match And burn it down to blackened ash Gather the ashes and grind to powder Add some Arsenic to make a chowder Invite your enemies round for luncheon No need to bludgeon with a truncheon Sit back and watch the final show Love your friends and **** all foe This witches brew should do the trick If they don't die they'll all be sick
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
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