The Big Book of Poems

My Magic Toolbox

Sometimes I wish I was magic , if I was , you'd be my 'plus-one' into Hogwarts

If I had a magic tool box

I would use my magic saw and chop out the bad bits of your life

I'd remove all the bad memories and make you feel all better

I'd chop up all the bad words and reassemble all the letters into pretty ones

I would use my magic glue to hold you all together

You'd never fall apart again

It would make you feel all better

I would use my magic drill equipped with magic screws

I'd make you bullet proof

I'd cover all your bones in gold so you'd never be hurt again

I'd fill all your blood with smiles to be pumped around your body

I'd make your ears only hear the beauty in the world

But I'm not magic

I'm not that great

But ill try my best

To protect your body from all the bad

Until you feel a little better