i

doublely double toil and trouble

a watched cauldron nae boils nor bubbles

high toned witches brew takes hours to reduce

into an ichor coaxed from hells rubble

ii

beauty is what beautilly beauty does

it sticks to the heart like peach to its fuzz

and once caught it is not easy to budge

love potions work but they outlast the buzz

iii

the billigits bottled the green vials

each they one corked with a smiley smile

there is gold in such said the witch laughing

but hearts wane crossing the dusty miles

iv

love came to be for heathcliff and kathy

who discovered late its penalty

forever together is a long time

to wildly roll in the greenly green