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Hexperience

The wizard was quite new to it,
He tried to pick his words,
For magic didn't care one bit
If wizards thought like nerds...
If wizards conjured up a spell
And language wasn't learned,
Then they could simply go to Hell
If wisdom wasn't earned...

A wonky wand was no excuse,
The girls were not impressed,
It wasn't something folks would choose
If folks would do their best...
And floppy hats get equal stick,
For leaning left or right,
Or front or back, well take your pick,
Each looks a sad old sight...

And as for brooms, what can we say?
Loose bristles falling out
And pretty soon they roll away,
Here, there and all about...
Watch out for splinters, if you're wise,
As they'll sneak up on you
And quickly bring tears to your eyes
When you don't want them to!

The wizard phoned his friend at work!
'What does HIMTARKO mean? '
The friend told him he was a berk,
'Look down, your legs are green! '
Ten wizards tried to cheer him up...
There, as sick as a dog...
'Come on, now, drink! Yes, drain the cup! '
He turned into a frog!

He croaked complaints as they checked books!
They cast spells day and night!
He gave them all such dirty looks,
For none could solve his plight!
Their magic wasn't worth a dime!
Now magic's not his scene...
Frog potions wear off after time,
Alas, his legs stayed green...

Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.

poem by Denis Martindale
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The Wizard

I can read what's going through your mind,
I can see what you hide in your eyes,
yeas, I'm gonna put a spell on you,
Just to see exactly what you'll do
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
there's magic everywhere
can you see the formal in the sky?
time like water flows by till we die
every moment wasted leaves its mark
the setting sun leaves us standing in the dark
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
I'm a wizard
and there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
and my friend you'd best beware
there's magic everywhere
One must forgive them noisy rushing fools
Who have no time for natures natural schools
They cannot see the life that's in their hands
Like ghosts they disappear across the land
I'm a wizard
And there's magic in the air
I'm a sinner
And my friend you'd best beware
I'm a wizard
And there's magic in the air
I'm a capturer
And my friend you'd best beware
There's magic everywhere
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wah wah wah wah w-w-w-w-wizard
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-sinner
I'm a wizard

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Hes The Wizard

Written & composed: charlie smalls
Sweet thing, let me tell you bout
The world and the way things are;
Youve come from a different place
And I know youre traveled far.
Now that you told me what it is,
Id better point you towards the wiz
Chorus :
Hes the wiz...
Hes the man, hes the only one
Who can give your wish right to ya.
Hes the wizard...
Hell send you back through time
By runnin magic through ya.
All of the super powers his.
Listen and Ill tell you where he is.
Hes the wiz and he lives in oz
Hes the wizard,
Theres the way to the emerald city,
Now thats not too far, is it?
Hes the wizard,
Just take you dilemma child,
And lay it on the wizard.
Hell fix you a drink thatss
Bubble and foam-
And in a flash you will be home
Hes the wiz,
Hes the wizard of oz,
Hes got magic up his sleeve;
Hes the wizard,
And you know without his help
twould be impossible to leave.
Fantastic powers at his command,
And Im sure that he will understand
Hes the wiz,
And he lives in oz;
Hes the wizard! hes the wizard!
Hes the wizard!!!

song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Plum's Destiny

A little plum dropped from the tree
and struck a frog upon his knee.
The frog did hurt and cried a lot
the plum said Oops, I plum forgot.

Which wasn't altogether true
you see a plum is always blue
a frog however must be green
thus he can easily be seen.

So, folks, it truly stands to reason
that in the Fall, the ripening season
a bit of care would be advised
that way a frog is not surprised.

In any case, the knee did swell
the plum just stayed right where it fell,
so in an effort now to heal
the frog fell for the plum appeal.

He grabbed the plum and opened wide
the plum prepared for its last ride.
And said before it was too late
a plum is to be eaten, mate.

So, you can see that those that fall
from trees or buildings, big and tall
will usually just fail to see
the maker of their destiny.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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My Life

'My life's my own! ' I've heard folks say,
As if that were the truth,
Forgetting how God paved the way,
Yes, from their very youth.
Their flesh and bones, their hands and feet,
Their arms and legs as well,
Were how God made them, so complete,
With tongues that they could tell...

Yet some won't offer God due praise,
Like angels up above,
No wonder that the lost soul strays
And sins for lack of love.
The lonely maiden out each night,
One hand upon her glass,
Pretending now with all her might,
She's in another class...

The businessman avoiding tax,
With moneymaking schemes,
His broken heart now showing cracks,
Forsaking noble dreams.
And even children joining gangs
On drug-infested streets...
Or dressing up with wings and fangs
For Halloween-begged treats...

'My life's my own! ' I've heard folks say,
As if Hell wasn't real.
Yet soon life ends, then Judgment Day,
No secrets to conceal.
The rich will face the Lord they scoff,
The fools will try to run...
The wise ones can escape God's wrath...
Just pray, 'Thy will be done...'

Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2010.

poem by Denis Martindale
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The Day Magic Died

I sat down and cried, wondered why, magic died
Do you know of its demise,
Now I fear and dare not dream of miracles
And how we came about, and fables full of doubt

How could God let magic die and pass away
Now who will believe in Him who made the world in 6 days
All the devils sinners and dragons have gone to hell
All the martyrs, god's men and goodmen in heaven to dwell

Magic died, no more gimmicks tricks, miracles of wonderland
All the king's witches and wizards can't bring magic back again
Though I cry at the shores of reason, they're brushed away
By winds of logic and real, mathematics and steel

Come out and play with me, I would see the magic of your glee
but you say magic has died, I cannot play till we find to where he went
and why, magic come back, make us free to dream and hope for more

poem by Shimon Weinroth
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Magic Friend

R- ray a- anita
R: 1-2-3-4!
R:dont just stand there, lets get loose.
I am ray, Ive got the juice.
Straight to your heart and back again
I tell you I am just your friend
Nice and slow, thats how well go
My love to you, Ill let it flow
You want me? come on think again
Because the magic friend, thats what I am!
R: cause the magic friend is what I am!
A: the magic friend is what he is!
R: cause the magic friend is what I am!
A: the magic friend is what he is!
R: yo yo yo yo taste that music
Real loose, youve got to use it
Dont be afraid for magic friends
cause that magic friend is what I am!
A:the magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
R: cause the magic friend is what I am!
R: dont just stand there, lets get loose
I am ray, Ive got the juice
Straight to your heart, and back again
I tell you I am just your friend
Nice and slow, thats how well go
My love to you, Ill let it flow
You want me? come on think again
cause the magic friend is what I am!
R: cause the magic friend is what I am!
A: the magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
The magic friend is what he is!
A: dont be afraid, hes just the magic friend!

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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The Magic Friend

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Magic Is In You

Magic is in your skin I want to be in
Magic is in your eyes for you the perfect size
Magic is in everything you wear down you your underwear’s
Magic is in your touch I want you so much
Magic is in your voice that makes me loose all choice
Magic is in your look for you have me open like a book

Magic is in your lips right down to you hips
Magic is in your kiss that I do miss
Magic is in the air when you are there
Magic is in your hair for you do care
Magic is in your being for you are worth seeing
Magic is in your nose right down to your toes

Magic is in your quirkiness for you are happiness
Magic is in your walk and the way you talk
Magic is in your style and that beautiful profile
Magic is in your laughter for I’ll stay ever after
Magic is in your cheek for you make me weak
Magic is in your arms that hold me tight makes me feel all right

Magic is in your face so sweet you’re good enough to eat
Magic is in your smile for you I’d walk more than a mile
Magic is in your arms to hold that chases away the cold
Magic is in your kindness for you have taken away my sadness
Magic is in your romance for you have given me a second chance
Magic is in your bosom felt I melt

Magic is in everything you say that makes my day
Magic is in everything and everywhere because you are there
Magic is in everything for the joy you bring
Magic is in everything come what may for in your life I’ll stay
Magic is in everything for sure for you are the one I adore
Magic is in everything you do for I love you

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Fate

There once lived an olive green frog
in the back of a half-rotten log.
He was killed in his sleep
well, the log wasn't deep
and the killer was simply a hog.

As for truffles the hog searched in vain
it was clearer than glass and quite plain,
in his terrible mood
he came wholly unglued
but he later was hit by a train.

Thus the hog and the frog bought the farm,
it was sad that there was no alarm,
though the frog owned a clock
which went tick and then tock
'till the sun was well past the yardarm.

But one night there was Ezel the lizard,
he was known in the woods as a wizard.
Called to fix for the frog
his small clock in the log
a small spring disappeared in his gizzard.

Since no parts were on hand for the clock
they marked North and then South on a rock.
It would show them the time
(the idea was sublime)
'till the clock parts again were in stock.

But, the sun let them down and slept in.
(It is said she is partial to Gin) ,
thus two critters lost big
through no fault of the pig
but the lizard's huge overbite chin.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Savannah Slumber

Sometimes a lioness must sleep
Despite her cubs in-tow,
Into the Land of Nod to creep,
With eyelids hanging low...
And long deep breaths soon come around
To signal her retreat,
Until she hears a purring sound
From one cub small and sweet...

She almost made it! Both eyes closed!
'What now! ? ' she thinks once more,
Yet her young scamp has just imposed,
So how can she ignore?
Can't someone else please help her out?
They look the other way...
Alas, there's not one friend about!
How typical today!

She still pretends she's fast asleep!
But he's a pesky pest!
Despite the fact she's like a heap,
I don't think he's impressed!
So up she gets, left paw, right paw,
Then back legs follow suit...
Now's not the time to sleep and snore!
'Hey, Mum, don't I look cute! ? '

Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.

The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Savannah Slumber'.

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Delighting In Dolphins

God's dolphin came to me last night -
I dreamt it rescued me!
It came to help me in my plight
As I was in the sea!
No other soul appeared in view...
Yet loneliness was gone!
Once God had told it what to do
I wasn't on my own!
The dolphin smiled, extending love,
And helped to ease my mind...
Instinctively I reached above
And left my fears behind!
As I held on, it led the way,
From open sea to shore...
Then other dolphins came to play -
They thrilled me to the core!
Thus tears of joy began to fall,
Replenishing my faith!
By grace, God heard my plaintiff call
And sent a friend to save!
Now near the beach I swam the rest...
Then turned and blew a kiss...
I prayed the dolphins would be blessed,
For they had brought such bliss!
Then off they went, still leaping high -
Their joy of life's unique!
Though water-bound, they yearned to fly,
Another friend to seek!

Denis Martindale, copyright, April 2002.

poem by Denis Martindale
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Tell Me

Tell me I wasn't true
Tell me I didn't believe in you
Tell me a moment I didn't share
Tell me when I acted like I didn't care
Tell me a moment with me that was hard to bear
Tell me when I was fake
Tell me the time we spent wasn't great
Tell me I wasn't a good friend
Tell me I wouldn't have your back until the end
Tell me I treated you like a child
Tell me a time I couldn't make you smile
Tell me a time I didn't miss you
Tell me I never kissed you
Tell me a time I used you
Tell me a time I abused you
Tell me you're not all I have
Tell me when I didn't speak on your behalf
Tell me when I didn't have your back
What I'm seeing I feel like you're telling me all of that

poem by Daniel Chapman
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Rock & Roll Band

[false start]
We just sat there
[rock & roll band]
We just sat there
Never ever thinkin'
We'd get much older.
Layin' out on the beach
With our heads on each other's shoulder,
And we flagged the highway drivers down,
And get a ride to nowhere.
That means sit somewhere out of town,
We never ever had a care.
Wasn't that a time,
Yeah, so wasn't that a soul time.
Wasn't that a time,
Wasn't that a soul time.
And we stayed out all night long,
And never ever wanted to go home then.
Crossed the fields and streams,
In meadows we did roam then.
And we did not wanna question,
And never asked for why,
And we look back in sad remembrance
And we softly sigh.
And wasn't that a time,
Yes, wasn't that a soul time.
Wasn't that a time,
Yeah, wasn't that a soul time.
And we danced, we danced, we danced
To a rock & roll band.
And we danced, we danced, we danced, we danced
To a rock & roll band
With the three guitars
And the drums
And the saxophone.
And we just sat there on the beach
Never ever thinkin' we'd get much older.
So far out of reach
With our heads on each other's shoulder.
Flagged the highway drivers down,
And we get a lift to nowhere,
Somewhere out of town.
We never ever had a care.
Wasn't that a time,
Yeah, wasn't that a soul time.
Wasn't that a time,
Wasn't that a soul time,
When we danced, we danced, we danced
To a rock and roll band,
And we danced, we danced, we danced
To a rock and roll band
With the three guitars
And the drums
And the saxophone.

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Jungle Prince

Fresh-made prints of the Jungle Prince,
A tiger, to be sure!
The sight of these could well convince
With every new-laid paw...
Perhaps he was a mile away
Or maybe up a tree,
Content to stay, content to lay,
Perhaps in wait for me!

I paused and gulped, a tad distraught...
But just a tad, mind you...
I wasn't scared or overwrought,
But did what I must do...
I stayed subdued yet stayed alert...
I looked both left and right
And to make sure I wasn't hurt,
I ran with all my might!

Then, suddenly, the tiger stood
As if to block my path...
As if he owned the neighbourhood
And thought he'd have a laugh!
He glared at me, I stared at him...
Oh, dear, he did look vexed!
I must have feinted! Things looked grim!
God knows what happened next...

Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.

The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Jungle Prince II'.

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poem by Denis Martindale
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You Have Cast Your Spell...

Is It Magic?

I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?

I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?

You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?

There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?

When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?

The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.

Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.

I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again, without
the cloak of your magic.

You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.

Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely.

poem by Joe Fazio
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It's Love! Magic!