It's magic you see.
It plays in a different reality.
Brim, bubble, boil, and brew,
Potions for magic just won't do.
Nor with hands and embroidered waves
Though they make pretty shadows in caves.
Wands also just don't do the trick;
However I've shooed away bugs with that useless stick.
Spells and chants and candles all be
A bunch of superstitious trumpery.
No, instead the trick it lies
In trying to open other's eyes.
There truly is magic within the Earth,
And a few at command can give it birth.
But most just plainly refuse you see
That there's possibility of one more reality.
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