Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble,
Double, double, ice and fire,
Bring the night to my desire.
Double, double, black and white,
A curse, ensnared with hate and spite,
And double, double, sticks and stones,
Our words alone can break your bones.
So, double, double, pen and knife,
Our athame, upon your life,
And double, double, draw your breath,
Your soul shall fall beyond your death.
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