"'Round the boiling brew we go, Power strong and future sure, so mote it be and be it so, but wait we need an ingredient more, Or two or three or four. So, I'll tell you what, come here and help and say what to throw in the pot!" (I'm bored and wanna rhyme so tell me shit to put in a potion and I'll rhyme it in! For fun!)
"Yes, yes, throw more in, into the pot, blackened by sin!" "Suspicious milk and waffle and toast, to sweeten the brew that'll turn them to ghosts! Tubes of light, a poisonous green, don't worry now, we can't be too mean. And to make them bleed and spew some spittle, bits of broken sharp metal, from a blade rusted by wars, make them question me never more! Over their eyes the wool we shall pull, but wait, the pot isn't nearly enough full! Put more in and in, fill the cauldron to the brim!"
I believe your brew would be much better if you put some Anti-matter in it, that makes everything better.
"To truly make the mind shatter, throw in some anti-matter. Blow their minds and hear the brains go splatter!"
"And here's a pumpkin ripe and right, sure to attract all the basic whites. Turn the brew sweet and nice with the allure of your pumpkin spice. Next a handful of candy corn with sharpened points just like thorns, an ingredient viler than anything I've put in, I'm like 90% sure it's solidified sin!"
"So many witches to help with the stew, now here's the next step for the How-To!" "Hair from a technicolour horse's flank, next goes in a murderous tank. Three missiles and bullets galore, now we just need a little more. Cotton candy for an extra kick, sure to make the drinkers sick!" "In this Earth where I stand, deep under roots in this holy land, Under life and moss, in goes in a handful of asbestos." "An ancient curse to my enemies I send, may this bring the Magician's end. Witches rule, Magicians drool! I drop in your stupid hats, Run off now you scardey cats." "When witches go riding, and black cats are seen, the moon laughs, for it's nearly Halloween!"
"And as the Halloween holiday ends, our potion we still need to mend, with tears, sweat, and blood, to make the charm firm and good." "We grind his bones and turn his meat to goop, and throw in handfuls into our putrid soup." "Naughty you for underestimating me, Alchemy and chemistry is the same, you see. And to be sure the flames won't subside, a pinch of chlorine triflouride"!
Wow, this tastes like the LoL fanbase, the salt is amazing. I think it is turning me into a vase, I can already feel my eyes glazing.