brewing love, money or boiling trouble.
Over the flames and smoke of fire
Witches bend, chant and conspire.
Mixing in strange herbal lore,
to set things right or even a score.
The knowledge of Witch, Wyse Wyfe, and Hag
Could heal, or bless or cause to gag.
Herbes of mystery from long lost times,
Oils which bubbles, seethes and befoams.
Weaving a scented and spooky spell
to enliven the senses of whatever to quell.
Gurgles and cackles and laughs of glee
Summon the powers that there be.
Only a Witch and the Goddess
Can bless with might or set all at odds.
Bubble, Cauldron, froth and foam,
Bring whatever my desires home.
Work the Magick of my witchy brew
Chanted over this cauldrony stew.
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