I'm a wizard, I'm a warlock,I'm a wonder of the age.I'm a sorcerer, magician,prestidigitator, mage.I can change into a chicken,or perhaps a purple pig.I can wave my wand and, presto,I'm a waffle with a wig.With the power in my pinkyI can burst like a balloonor transform into a tigerwith the head of a baboon.If I wiggle on my earlobeor I knock upon my kneeI become a dancing doughnutor a turtle in a tree.Just a simple incantationand I deftly disappear,which I never should have donebecause I've been this way all year.And despite my mighty magicI'm impossible to see,for I never learned the spells I needto turn back into me.