In the end
Our stories tragic

Fr. Greeley
And the cab

Don't often believe
In magic

But for you
I'll take a stab

Secrets possibly hidden
In Jacques Vallee's Silicon Valley

My own hitch hikin' secrets
When he sings of Sally

My boys do love to play
Magic the Gathering

Am I on the Way
To destroy the One Magic Ring?

Is there some meaning
In my sins, songs and suffering?

Does she also think
Honest gifts I did bring?

For her and Fr. Greeley
I swear I'd do anything

Lay it down
Or take it up

Or better: Sing and Sing!