Love Potion Poem by Charles Hancock

She had the sinister notion
That what was really needed
Was a powerful love potion

So she searched unimpeded
For a recipe that worked fast
Not stopping until she succeeded

Scrutinizing the forgotten past
From the archives of Marie LaVaeu
One was found to be unsurpassed

She lured her potential beau
By the light of a full moon
To her well hidden chateau

They were to be married in June
He just wasn't aware of it yet
But that wouldn't be an issue soon

Wine, cheese, and a baguette
Consumed with the added elixir
Would soon make him forget

Not recovering from the mixture
Until well after the holy Joe
Read the appropriate scripture

And all celebrated with chilled pinot
So my words should be heeded
Please trust me, for I know