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Demon Stew
In a cauldron, nice and deep, Boil some hemlock; let it steep. Fumes to make a grown man weep! We’re making demon stew. Add two drops of goblin pus And some things we won’t discuss. Save some for the rest of us! We’re making demon stew. Misery and pain, despair, Pinch of doom and zombie hair, Stir it slowly, please take care! We’re making demon stew. Slice a mandrake, toss it in. Stir in strips of human skin. Roar and cackle, howl and grin! We’re making demon stew. Won’t you join us while we sup? Grab an urn or bowl or cup. Snag a spoon and slurp it up! We’re having demon stew! ![]() 7-7-7-6 aaab
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