00:00On Halloween night, in my haunted abode, I stirred up a stew from a century-old code.
00:05With eye of newt and a dash of despair, it bubbled and boiled, a witch's worst nightmare.
00:10I tossed in a spider, a batwing or two, for a rich, earthy flavor like horror fondue.
00:15The cauldron erupted in shrieks and in howls as the scent wafted out, drawing beasts on the prowl.
00:21The skeletons clattered, their bones tapping a beat.
00:24Forget trick or treat, this brew's quite the feat.
00:28The goblins complained, it's undercooked toes!
00:31While zombies groaned loudly, too few black crows!
00:34Patience, I hissed, as I threw in a beetle, then added the crunch of a candied sour weevil,
00:40a splash of black ink from a squid gone astray, and a drizzle of slime harvested fresh yesterday.
00:45The vampires arrived, sniffing blood-scented steam, and the werewolves howled,
00:49is this part of our dream? I offered a ladle of bubbling delight.
00:53Just one sip, I cackled, to liven your night.
00:56Then came the desserts, a true macabre spread, marshmallow ghost flan and eclairs filled with dread,
01:02eyeball parfaits with a glazed sickly sweet, and licorice cobwebs to round out the feast.
01:07The ghouls toasted cheers with goblets of ooze, as the banshees screeched out their approval of brews.
01:12Even the witches, with standards quite high, declared it a potion that'd make mortals cry.
01:16So if you're in search of a spine-tingling bite, come visit my kitchen on Halloween night.
01:21But beware of the flavor, it's ghastly, unique, and the aftertaste lingers for at least a full week.
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