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The sorcerer casts spells
Makes you feel weak,
He'll have your head spinning
Your future will now look bleak.

Don't bother trying
To run away from him,
He'll stop you dead in your tracks
Maybe ever rip you, limb from limb.

Never mess with the sorcerer
He knows what powerful magic he holds,
Only he holds your life in his hands
But for you, your future will be untold.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Sept.27/2005