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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Three busy witches stood stirring a stew Cauldron filled with freaky things for a brew Each Halloween they made soup in their escapade Adding ingredients to a brown roux Jan, of course, as she always wants to do added a bouquet garni of fresh poo She said, "It's for flavour! A taste that I favour." There's no tellin' where she got it? No clue Tania, from the north is witch number two Stardust into the black cauldron, she threw It made the others sneeze Lin, witch three shouted, "Geeze!" She exclaimed when in her face, stardust blew The scents were mingling in the kitchen, Phew! Some poet shouted, "Open the damn flue!" The kitchen got too hot From flames under the pot Suddenly, a clock began to chime… CUCKOO "I'll lower the heat so it doesn't spew." Tania, the prudent said because she knew Jan and Lin were laughing Bantering and chaffing Sometimes she'd like to tell those two to shoo! Jan sliced the snout of what looked like a shrew Lin poured in vials of green stuff... jou jou? The brew started boiling While they were still toiling “Quick! Let's serve it before it turns to goo!” Their brew was served to all the poets, who said it seemed like someone made a boo-boo The witches weren't upset Twas their best prank yet Soupers were cursed with Halloween voodoo Some began to fly; in circles they flew Others wailed with salty tears, oh boo hoo The witches felt regret They grew sad, but not yet... Did they break the spell till fell morning dew
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