You think to yourself “help is so hard find”
As two floating brains do a hot bump ‘n grind
The Black Lagoon Creature skinny dips in The Blob
Everyone blames The Mummy for the toilet clog

Just then, Igor bursts through the door with a thud
“I searched a dirty grave for witch beauty mud.
But I couldn’t find any. I failed at your task.”
The witches hear him and a spell is soon cast

You and your guests are turned into slugs.
Y’all had a good time, but the party’s now done!

THE END