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 There Once Was A . . .Wizard by Sydney Darnell A WIZARD There once was a Wizard Who had a pet Lizard They lived in a castle high up on a hill; They created illusions Manufactured confusions Each one created to provide a new thrill. Wands filled with sprinkles And luminous twinkles That soared through the air like a colorful bird; The Wiz madly twirled While Liz happily whirled Dancing 'round and about with each spoken word. Hocusy-Pocusy wisped the Wiz Alagoozoops hissed the Liz Nimminy Pimminy mystical magical fun; Fantasies became real Oh, to touch and to feel Day and night schemes of what was to come. Wiz conjured up dreams Of beautiful scenes With dragons and damsels alike; Liz did not know why Wiz would not even try To explain the gazelle who was riding a trike. The sky looked so funny Raining candy and money Then cleared to a glorious blue; Animals giggled Dancing girls wiggled And then they paired off two by two. 1. Each one danced the Samba Lined up for the Conga The Bunny Hop, Charleston and Twist; Then the sun smiled down On the clown's golden crown Not to mention the jewels on his wrist. Wiz's magic wore 'way At the end of the day And vanished as if in a hurry; Everyone simply poof-eled Everything merely woof-eld Leaving Liz's head twisted in flurry. Is that all there is? Asked the Liz to the Wiz Then a tear dropped from his reptilian eye; There's no need to pout Now wipe your old snout You're a Lizard and Lizards don't cry. Then show me some humor You must start a new rumor Why not marry a cat and a dog; The wedding was great Wiz drank and Liz ate When kissed the cat switched into a frog. The dog barked out loud And frightened the crowd Even though it was all an illusion; Wiz said "that's enough Things are getting too rough I must bring about a rapid conclusion". 2. Little eyes became beady Indeed Liz had grown greedy He did not want the party to stop; He huffed and then puffed He brewed and then stewed And spun 'round on his tail like a top. He lashed out at the Wizard Unlike a pet Lizard Was this to be his last magical ball? Liz stiffened his back Grabbed his hat off the rack Beat his tail six times against the wall. Wiz grew very tired Of the way Liz was wired Now it was time to issue directions; Wiz became consistent Although Liz grew resistant Over the crystal balls relentless reflections Deep within the crystal sphere Visions become clearly clear Wiz must do what had worked before; First to teach his student Multiple ways to be prudent Without getting his tail caught in the door. But alas, Liz would not bend He would not let it end There was nothing to life without magic. Wiz waved his right hand Preparing his final stand What followed was the opposite of tragic. 3. A dash of yellow and blue A pinch of passionate pink too A spectrum of reddish orange and green; Wiz painted every mood So that Liz was no longer rude Never again to be insensitive or mean. In all sorts of weather They still do tricks together And give magical balls just for fun; Someday you will meet them And as soon as you greet them You'll see the Wizard and Lizard are one.
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