Nothing could raptly penetrate
From your wicked heart
For you wouldn't be an adored rose
If you're still an innocent bud
Nothing could raptly penetrate
For you'd constructed walls all around
Instead of a selectively- permeable membrane
It would be dignified possessions
Rather than a mob or a crowd
Neither unconditional love
Nor uncontrollable laughter
Nothing could raptly penetrate
From your wicked heart
For you wouldn't be a wizard
Without your magic wand