Prepartion Of The Magic Spell Poem by David Hockaday

I can place you under a spell with the magic word.
The power of my words will be transferred,
Upon your brain.
Make your mind servely insane.
As a magician, my words have the power to build and destroy.
I can turn a human into a toy.
Or turn a human to a puppet like a reverse Pinocchio transformation.
I have all the supplies for my preparation.

I take a nice bath to relax and make mind clear,
Then put on my gray robe to wear,
I then purfiy my space,
Annoit myself with rubbing oil across my face,
Then bring the salt and holy water,
Set it up neat and organized around my circular altar
Now time to light up the candles,
And place them next to the crystals.
Now I invoke the divine,
My time to shine.
Look upon the higher power,
To bless my spell at this hour
Now I close my eyes,
To imagine and visualize,
My wish to come true.
I see an abundance of ligth upon my sight flowing through the room.
I visualize my wish coming true as I cast my spell on you.
Now I watch the heavens,
Then go sit down on my knees and peform meditation.
Last and not least I thank my customers for their visitation.