an ordinary magic

    we turn our words into the correct spell
    no one can doubt our glory or our glamour
    the bucket only knows what's in the well

    the gold's no longer hidden in the shell
    truth is now uttered without any stammer
    we turn our words into the correct spell

    beyond the moment we may feel the swell
    as all the ages cry out in one clamour
    the bucket only knows what's in the well

    what we don't know no one might now compel
    neither from honest folk nor any shammer
    we turn our words into the correct spell

    what's not concrete will have the time to jell
    before it's set in place by force of rammer
    the bucket only knows what's in the well

    so much to do and so much more to tell
    in proper language and complex grammar
    we turn our words into the correct spell
    the bucket only knows what's in the well

(C)2008, Fragano Ledgister