ALACZOO** ALACAZAR Make me handsomer PIFF, PAFF, PUFF, There is no way.. Even magic can make that face good, I'll snap you in two, ill make you kindle wood. You would do that, I'm where the magic is. You think your better I'm the Mage, A stick you are just enchanted wood. We can do many thinks you and I But your stubborn, And my stutter, Lets never reveal what happened What happened when I tried that spell, And we created lawyers. Now there everywhere about, ALACPING ALACBOO This is the end of this poem Thanks for reading it all of you