The Magical Man
With a wave of his hand
Stops the world
As he fiddles and tinkers

He gives youth to the old
Comforts the cold
Feeds the hungry and gives drinks to the drinkers

He then cures the sick
With a smile
so quick

For the sad and disabled
He makes room at the table

BUT there's still work
As he ponders
Walking and wanders

What to do?
What to do?
What to do with

The racists, hate-haters
The for-fun agitators
The mean and the greedy
The liars and seedy

But the good will go where
With none to compare

Will they even be needed
With the bad so depleted

So the Magical Man
With a wave of hand
Simply smiled
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