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
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