Witch's brew. Witch's brew.
Add a finger to the wicked stew.
Snakes and snails, lizard's tails,
A young girl's heart and an eye or two.
Boiling broth. Foaming froth
Of squealing rats with their heads cut off.
In the steam, hear them scream -
The ten dead cats wrapped in blood-drenched cloth.
Witch's brew. Witch's brew.
Add a finger to the wicked stew,
And your heart too! For, 'Phim, Pham, Phoo! ',
I've cast my wicked witch's curse on YOU!
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