Hat tricks here and there
in verse and whispered ear
we see it but make it clear

I'll not clean up blood
but will see the door
Make me woozy to see it twitch
but cooked, in my mouth, delish

If he asks for mending
he should be up in Bop
with other animals who talk

He tries to take my vials
I'll take his lucky foot
No harvesting carrots
he eats enough of my herbs

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Scarlatan, in the year 608 AF.