… on you.
All our magical doctors put a spell on us. They toss their mystic parchments into a brew and sing
Doctors, Doctors, PhDs,
Honor’ble those, Honor’ble these,
‘Plomas of birth-strangl’d thought
Express-deliver’d, sold and bought…
The magical doctors teach at universities and run legal systems and lead political parties and keep us on the true path at church.
The charm is firm and good.