There Was A Magician I Once Met Poem by Caitlynn Rose

There was a magician I once met
Whilst on a family journey down south,
With but a wave of his fingers
BLAST! Before I could blink.
Like a wave of water BLAST!
Before I could think.

His magic would appear just as cloud
-So suddenly
BLAST! Before I could speak aloud.
He wore a limestone around his neck
BLAST! His body covered in a smear of ink.
I heard him speak once
BLAST! I heard him speak twice.
In all his perfection BLAST!
He spoke with such distinction.
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