Mr. Magic, hooray! Mr. Magic’s come again with promises, hats, and tricks!

Give attention to his strut and to his growl, so fierce. Oh, Mr. Magic, you’re divine! You take more than you give. But we’re so glad you’re here! Don’t worry! We’ll be fine. When you are victor and take the spoils, we know you’ll give it back and more to us who are your mates and pals and who have your back.

Give us a stroke and then a slap! That’s a trick that keeps us true. We’re pals for sure! Hear it in our cheers. See it on our smiling faces. Oh, Mr. M, send trespassers packing back to their teeming shores before they poison us. And destroy our foes and take their stuff! Mr. M, you’re a hit! You’ll drain the swamp every bit and make the land shine like your noble fleece and your golden bath equip-a-ment.

James Canning

South Hadley