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Trick or Trick?

Round about the caldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under the cold stone,
Days and nights hast thirty-one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot!

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble.

Fillet of fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adders’ fork, and blind-worms sting,
Lizards’s leg, and howlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire, burn; and, caldron bubble.

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin’d salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock, digg’d i’ the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver’d in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangl’d babe,
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab;
Add thereto a tiger’s chauldron,
For the ingredients of our caldron.

Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire, burn; and, caldron bubble.

Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

There we must leave the European leaders’ plan for solving the sovereign debt crisis


Fireman Dave

“When your neighbour’s house is on fire, your first impulse should be to help them to put out the flames – not least to stop the flames reaching your own house,” – David Cameron.

That’s true of course but what if the neighbour had borrowed money from you, used it to buy petrol and fire lighters, filled the house with newspaper and other flammables and then invited some pyromaniacs around for a party?

What if you had resolutely refused to attend the aforementioned party and had seen the dangers of preparing a bonfire and had stayed well away?

You would indeed help them to put out the flames, but you’d be a little bit pissed off about the whole thing wouldn’t you?

Not to worry though, here’s Fire Chief Merkel and officer Sarkozy coming to help.

They have a hose.

It’s pumping gasoline.

The wind is blowing our way.

The Daily Mail reports that fires do not have a positive effect on house prices.

We’re doomed.