“Palumbo Galumbo!!”

A wrinkly, wizen wizard would watch her hocus pocus, long thru the midnight hours

“Abracadabra” the old hag would mutter

Stirring her sorcery of spellbinding splutter

Mumbling whilst tumbling her hoodoo voodoo, mumbo jumbo

“Cats in the cradles” and “Palumbo galumbo!!”

Troubling bubbling great globules of potions

Bewitchingly beguiling, betwixt and between her emotions

She could cajole, captivate, transport him away

With her chanting of magnetize and hypnosis display

Gurgling, burbling frothy fermentations

As her cackling cries chilled midst yon blood-curdling creations

She was a masterful magician, an ala kazam enchanter

With her visions of missions and that gobbledee-gook banter

Frogs legs, cats whiskers and googly toads eyes

Boiling, blistering in her downfall of demise

No pairs of pungent pots were ever the same

Tho she could categorize each concoction with a wonderful withcraft name

Beware of the maiden selling wares amidst the wild woods