I'd like to be a conjuror

take white rabbits from a black top hat

myxomatosis stops that dead

quicker than any sleight-of -hand

Reality knocks my tricks on the head

wish I could wave a magic wand

so pain & suffering disappear

& I would make no mistake

if I were a sorceror

not just some bungling apprentice

without a book of spells nothing's quite clear

might go & turn myself into a frog

I may be one already

princess come here

transmogrify me with a kiss

some enchanted evening yet

it might seem like something has gone right at last

yet I'd be an illusionist at best

however wide I cast my net of magic & hypnotic words

rabbits get past

Virtual Circus

The Magic Bone

Talking of Rabbits...

Thank you, Perry Como, for some very Magic Moments...