<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sorcerer's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! my name is JOHN WELLINGTON WELLS -<br>I'm a dealer in magic and spells,<br>In blessings and curses,<br>And ever-filled purses,<br>In prophecies, witches, and knells!<br>If you want a proud foe to &quot;make tracks&quot; -<br>If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax -<br>You've but to look in<br>On our resident Djinn,<br>Number seventy, Simmery Axe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We've a first-class assortment of magic;<br>And for raising a posthumous shade<br>With effects that are comic or tragic,<br>There's no cheaper house in the trade.<br>Love-philtre - we've quantities of it;<br>And for knowledge if any one burns,<br>We keep an extremely small prophet, a prophet<br>Who brings us unbounded returns:<br>For he can prophesy<br>With a wink OF his eye,<br>Peep with security<br>Into futurity,<br>Sum up your history,<br>Clear up a mystery,<br>Humour proclivity<br>For a nativity.<br>With mirrors so magical,<br>Tetrapods tragical,<br>Bogies spectacular,<br>Answers oracular,<br>Facts astronomical,<br>Solemn or comical,<br>And, if you want it, he<br>Makes a reduction on taking a quantity!<br>Oh!<br>If any one anything lacks,<br>He'll find it all ready in stacks,<br>If he'll only look in<br>On the resident Djinn,<br>Number seventy, Simmery Axe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He can raise you hosts,<br>Of ghosts,<br>And that without reflectors;<br>And creepy things<br>With wings,<br>And gaunt and grisly spectres!<br>He can fill you crowds<br>Of shrouds,<br>And horrify you vastly;<br>He can rack your brains<br>With chains,<br>And gibberings grim and ghastly.<br>Then, if you plan it, he<br>Changes organity<br>With an urbanity,<br>Full of Satanity,<br>Vexes humanity<br>With an inanity<br>Fatal to vanity -<br>Driving your foes to the verge of insanity.<br>Barring tautology,<br>In demonology,<br>'Lectro biology,<br>Mystic nosology,<br>Spirit philology,<br>High class astrology,<br>Such is his knowledge, he<br>Isn't the man to require an apology<br>Oh!<br>My name is JOHN WELLINGTON WELLS,<br>I'm a dealer in magic and spells,<br>In blessings and curses,<br>And ever-filled purses -<br>In prophecies, witches, and knells.<br>If any one anything lacks,<br>He'll find it all ready in stacks,<br>If he'll only look in<br>On the resident Djinn,<br>Number seventy, Simmery Axe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Schwenck+Gilbert">William Schwenck Gilbert</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539050" data-title="The Sorcerer's Song de William Schwenck Gilbert" data-description="Oh! my name is JOHN WELLINGTON WELLS - I'm a dealer in magic and spells, In blessings and curses, And ever-filled purses, In prophecies, witches, and knells! If you want a proud foe to &quot;make tracks&quot; - If you'd melt a rich uncle in wax - ..."></div> </div> </div>

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