The stage is a green flat surface
with magical disappearing balls
in the midst of little puffs of blue chalk clouds
that seem to explode off the tip of your magic wand.
You stand up to see the crowd you have attracted,
your brow begins to tremble and sweat
but your hands are steady and dry
you get down over your next shot
and the crowd fades away
until you are alone again
just you and the shot
not even a thought
just an image of the disappearing ball
one after another until you are told to stop
the show is over you are all done
that is when you realize you just made the final ball disappear
and you are the only magician standing
you accept all the handshakes and payment for your services
finally you return your wand to its case
and pray the magic doesn't escape
Magical Tournament Night .......... by Whitey
with magical disappearing balls
in the midst of little puffs of blue chalk clouds
that seem to explode off the tip of your magic wand.
You stand up to see the crowd you have attracted,
your brow begins to tremble and sweat
but your hands are steady and dry
you get down over your next shot
and the crowd fades away
until you are alone again
just you and the shot
not even a thought
just an image of the disappearing ball
one after another until you are told to stop
the show is over you are all done
that is when you realize you just made the final ball disappear
and you are the only magician standing
you accept all the handshakes and payment for your services
finally you return your wand to its case
and pray the magic doesn't escape
Magical Tournament Night .......... by Whitey
