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Wizard


Someday I'll learn to cast a spell

And enter worlds where spirits dwell

And pull bouquets from silver canes

And free myself from ropes and chains.

 

I'll make my sister hang in air,

And from a hat I'll pull a hare.

I'll find an egg in someone's ear

And make my brother disappear.

 

I'll read the minds of folks I know

As part of my amazing show.

I'll conjure coins with sleight of hand

And vanish things at my command.

 

I'll saw some pesky kid in half.

Then bow and sign my autograph.

I'll master feats of sorcery.

A modern Merlin I will be.

 

 

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