Banish any trace of beauty
Age me old as mummy dust
Do your dark bewitching duty
Sweet potion, you must
A voice as creaky as a cackle
A hunching hag with wrinkled skin
A mane of white, a flash of fright
My plan can begin
Just one bite, juicy and red
Then goodnight, put her to bed
Claim your prize, if you wanna rise, someone’s gotta fall
Darling, all is fair
When you’re the fairest of all
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