The Hopping Oot

There once was a wizard who helped neighbor muggles

By mixing them potions to cure plight and disease

When said wizard died he left his old cauldron to his son-

Begged him to spread dad's legacy

The very same night came a knock on the door

Was an old peasant woman looking far from okay

Said granddaughter's warts needed potion for healing

But the selfish young wizard sent her away

Then the wizard stopped and listened for a minute

Was a strange clanging noise coming from the kitchen

And he cursed his father as he turned around

And saw the magic cauldron hopping on the ground

It had sprouted a single foot of brass

And had warts all over its bulky mass

Couldn't shut it up or curse it away

So the cauldron had to stay

Hopping cauldron had to stay

The wizard was sleepless cuz the cauldron was noisy

But next morning at breakfast knocked a man who was poor

Said his donkey was missing and he couldn't feed his family

But the selfish young wizard just slammed the door

Then the wizard stopped and listened for a minute

Was a strange braying noise coming from the kitchen

And he cursed his father as he turned around

As the hopping pot made wretched sounds

Were the clangs of the foot and the screams of the donkey

And the groans of a family going hungry

Couldn't shut it up or curse it away

So the cauldron had to stay

Hopping cauldron had to stay

That night after dinner woman begged for her baby

When the wizard got angry, cauldron started to cry

And before very long now, it was carrying more ailments

But the selfish young wizard turned a blind eye

Then the wizard stopped and listened for a minute

Were a million noises coming from the kitchen

And he cursed his father as he turned around

As the hopping pot made wretched sounds

Were the clangs of the foot and the screams of the donkey

And the groans of a family going hungry

The warts kept growing and the tears kept flowing

The dogs kept barking and the pot kept choking

It spewed sour milk and it sprayed bad cheese

It spit a stream of slugs and it barfed some bees

Screamed and it cried and it whined and it retched

Burned and it turned and it spilled, overflowed

And it goes and it goes and it hopped and it hopped

And it hopped and it hopped and it hopped and it hopped and it hopped

(breakdown)

I'll cure you of sickness, I'll heal you of hunger

Just make this pot shut up, I beg, I implore

When good deeds were done gave the brass foot a slipper

And the hopping pot's hopping was noisy no more, no more

And the selfish young wizard was selfish no more