When Love Came To Witch Alfre
    
When love came to Witch Alfre
 She sat all day sighing,
Little caring the cat was not fed 
 And the amanita dying.
    
 When love came to Witch Alfre 
 She took to her bed dejected. 
 The cauldron went unstirred and cold; 
The herbs stayed uncollected.
    
When love came to Witch Alfre
Everyone in town knew 
From the awful smell that arose
From her unattended brew.
    
When love came to Witch Alfre 
 Life went widdershins motion, 
Till a friend from town came out
And made an anti-love potion.