• Witches fire
    Witches brew
    Eye of newt
    For the stew
    Fire kindle
    Fire spew
    Macbeth we have it
    Out for you
    Bring a wind
    Bring a storm
    Bring an opponent
    In a manly form
    His name is Macduff
    So it shall be
    That this very man
    Doth smite thee
    Meet your end
    With valor and grace
    We know the mask
    Upon your face
    It cannot hide
    The beast inside
    Now pay for the high crime
    Of regicide