Master Of Illusion Poem by Brian Stafford
Master Of Illusion
He's a master of illusion,
a puppet with no strings;
No matter what you order,
it won't be what he brings;
He's a crafter of delusion,
a destroyer of dreams;
No matter what he tells you,
you won't be in his schemes;
He's a maker of confusion,
a meddler of mind;
No matter what he shows you,
It won't be what you'll find:
He'll leave you where you started,
But feeling like you've departed.
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5/11/2024 3:17:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sensational as well as emotional.................10+