Round about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights hast thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog.
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
The witching hour is finally here
It's when the witches all appear
and Zombies from their tombs draw near
To celebrate this time of year
At Scrapbook Sisters we will meet
To scrap and laugh and Trick or Treat
In wicked form we do our best
To make this day a memorable fest.
So if you're passing don't be scared
And if you're dressed we're all prepared
To take a photo with us all
And give out candy to the small.
Ok so it's not Shakespeare but not a bad effort. See you all tomorrow
2 months ago