The Wizard **-**
Used always to fly
On a magical carpet
Up in the sky.

But now that's old fashioned
And Wizard **-**
Says magical carpets
Are really too slow.

And so he ordered
He servant to bring
A little blue saucer

What a strange thing
But see, the old wizard,
Is making the saucer
As LARGE as can be

How right in the fashion
Is cunning **-**.
Swift through the heavens
His saucer will go