30 December 2012
The magician wipes his brow Hoping there wondering how Did they see the slight of hand 'Maybe that was part of his plan' He hopes they think But really this magician stinks He can't do the simplest trick He trained so hard it makes you sick
He tries his best Even set himself a test To be the best he could be But everyone can see That card he hid up his sleeve He wants people to believe They pretend for his sake They pretend the don't see his mistake
This magician is awful No magic at his disposal He waves his magic wand Goodbye and looks beyond To a world without magic His magic was tragic He gets a job in sales And never speaks of his magic tales
The Magician • Opuss № I