Eye of newt

Tongue of toad

A drop of blood

And touch of lime.

It bubbles and smokes,

And then fills my throat

But it needs something else.

Leave in the liver to liven it up.

Another sip and now we wait…

Though nothing changes, we’ll leave it at that

I’ve tried my best, and must now take a nap.

Tomorrow again I’ll seek out the answer, But first I must harvest the ear of the cat.