Standing over my caudron
Mixing up my brew
A potion that will make me
A face that is brand new

I am now old and wrinkled
But with just one little drink
The reflection in my mirror
Will make you want to wink

Magic in all my elixirs
Fluids to transform
Why not take a sip
And see yourself reborn

My face would scare you
But on every Hallow's night
I mix up a batch of beauty
That makes me look just right

So I stand and stir the cauldron
Til the mixture is just right
So you may look upon me
As a beauty tonight

I am waiting on the potion
I started it last year
It is an unusual one
You may drink it without fear

Bats teeth, and lizards tongues
This potion is so rare
Each Halloween I take a sip
And it makes magic everywhere.

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