Witches' Brew

Spinkle me a toenail of a toad Before the caw of the crow And gather the teeth of an old dog Stir in the water of Deadman's bog For the brew is nearly done A cup of dust from the moon And whole tongue of a loon For the moonlight is almost dimmer Let it simmer But last put the old woman's boil And the snake that is coil'd Stir in the last of the brine It's almost done So, don't whine Prepare the table With dishes and forks We are ready for the pork And the brew is done to drink Take a sip and don't think For the party is ready to start On All Hallow's Eve