WITCH CHANT

WITCH CHANT

TO MAKE ONE INVISIBLE

Fire rise and stir it nice

We want more mischief an malice

Chant, Chant with an evil grin

Entrails* of a cockroach throw it in

Spoonful of pyramid sand

Cheese buried in thousand year old land

Chink of brain and eye of a mouse

Fungus from the haunted house

Tongue of a snake and whiskers from a rat

Fang of a vampire, wings of a bat

Feather of a phoenix, Unicorn’s horn

Wrappings of a mummy which isn’t torn

Fire rise and stir it nice

We want more mischief and malice

Pit viper’s venom, claws of an owl and Frankenstein’s fingernail

To the chopping board go

Skin of an earthworm, A witch’s broom and hairs from a werewolf’s tail

Into the potion go

Bit of molded bread filled with dread

Moustache of the invisible man

Into the cauldron go

Foul smell grow and grow

To make this potion we have paid a price

So hide us from prying eyes

Fire rise and stir it nice

We want more mischief and malice

*Entrails: Intestine I wrote this poem in the style of Shakespeare(Macbeth-Double, Double…)