Brewing Up Some Trouble
Smoke rings coming form the pot
A brew to put you in a trance
Liquid "poison" getting hot
Evil eyes doing a dance
Watching this special concoction
Become more alive with fire
Made into dangerous toxin
Bubbles getting so much higher
Cackle laughs are being heard
With a smile as they're stirrin'
You can't hear a single word
Just happiness around the cauldron
Simmering this mixture for hours
Turns are taken to create
A mixture using the powers
That will seal someones fate
Soon this magics finally done
As this new trio of witches
Cause some trouble just for fun
What a group of crazy bi---es
Copyright © Robin Davis | Year Posted 2014
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