Liarbour MPs gather to strategise

to figure out what they can do to turn the polls around

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

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

from Act IV Scene 1 Macbeth