Abra Cadabra

He is a master of illusory feats From out of nowhere he pulls a parakeet After doing that He then pulls a rabbit out of his hat From out of his palm things suddenly appear As if they came out of thin air His audience looks in disbelief As he pulls a bouquet ( from his sleeve) Abra cadabra are the words we hear As his lovely assistant disappears Then he waves his magic wand with flair And suddenly she reappears He can tell you the card you picked It's just a part of his magic tricks He can put things together that he took apart But he just cant mend his broken heart He waves his magic wand so debonaire Wishing that the one he loves will appear "Abra cadabra" he says again And his tears fall down like rain He can pull rabbits out of hats But the master of illusion cannot bring love back --------------------------------------------------------------