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Created on: April 17, 2008
Into the pot must go,
Eye of newt, horn of rhino,
Stir three times to the right,
Let it simmer overnight.
Into the pot now
An ear of cow,
Stir the other way,
Let it stew for the day.
This is an evil wicked stew.
I will use it to defeat you.
Ha Ha (rubbing my hands together greedily)
That Helium t-shirt, that prize de jour
It fills my heart with amour.
I can't wait til it's mine.
I will wear it when I dine,
When I sleep,
When I housekeep,
When I take a nap
When I set the mousetrap.
Ha Ha (rubbing my hands together greedily)
This evil wicked stew,
Now I will send it to you.
Well, um,
I'm not sure how (rubbing my hands together confusedly)
Ok, so, um,
Good bye.
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