Macbeth's Careless Witches
What needs to go into that cauldron?
Crouching by their cauldron, Crone spies Hag. “Welcome, weird sister. All the shopping done?” “Indeed. All poison'd entrails were in stock. Nose of Turk and dragon's scale were pricey, but adder's fork and lizard's leg were inexpensive. They've all gone into our cauldron." "Gadzooks, this needs sexing up," Harpy grumbles. "Here's lecher's cock in sexpot's orifice, castrato's balls, virago's clit and tits, aged virgin's hy...