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A magician dwelt in a fabulous house,
     And his name was Nicholas Sango.
He was better known by his working name -
     The illustrious Great Ragando.

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Such clever magicians are much admired 
     And his name was on every billboard.
The money he made was noted by all 
     And his golden car wasn't ignored.

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Away from the stage he would work at his books
      For spells that would bring him more gold.
In one of the books was a wonderful spell.
    'It’s tricky, but works,' he was told.

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'I’ve all that I need and I’m ready to go.
     I must now put my mind on the job.'
The cauldron was ready and waiting for him
     And his heart was beginning to throb.

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A rumble like thunder, a flash and a bang -
   A most frightening thing to behold!
Nicholas Sango then started to shrink,
   His body encased in the gold.

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News went around: 'Great Ragando has gone,
     And a gold doll was found,' we were told.
Now Nicholas Sango can’t cast any spells
     And for certain can’t make any gold.

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