The Magic Trick

The Magic Trick

Muffled ears and muffled thought,

Stunted growth, forget me not.

Cross the stage. Words, say none.

Your final show has just begun.

Face the crowd and hear its cry.

They want, they crave to see you die.

Secure your wrists and bind those feet,

Prepare the fate you're soon to meet.

Tie that scarf and blind your eyes,

This punishment is no surprise.

Lock those chains, morph the key,

Only skill can set you free.

Stretch o'er your lips that choking tape...

...and pray you make your grand escape.