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Eye of Newt and foot of Toad
Into the brew you go as I think of you.
Bittersweet and flavoured with yew,
perhaps some Arsenic as I think of you.

In the begining all was sweet with kisses and laughter,
but then you lied and your words were not true.
A Toad you have become and so shall stay, as I think of you.

Green or Black it makes no odds,
perhaps with some warts upon your back.
No words will you utter, just a rivet or too.
Bittersweet memories I shall keep of you.