the thief says sassily to the magician
why do you think your better than me
for I can make things disappear just as you do…

the magician says, but I am not in the business
of taking, I’m in the business of giving,
for my money comes from people I’ve amazed …

the thief says, I amaze them too, for they
don’t know how I came and where I went,
only that I was there and made a living of what I do…

yes, but as a magician they pay me to amaze
them, buying back the watch I made disappear
without knowing how I made it leave and reappear…

so, you are in it for the money same as I,
thus we are no different, we are much the same,
and the conman next to us is also amazing people too…

but the conman, says I might amaze, I might distress,
I might spin a story fantastical, and they part with money
willingly to me, and so I am better than both of you…

in fact says the conman, I tell them all kinds of lies,
and they follow me for the amazement of the show,
and I will never give them what they want, they give to me…

the magician sighs, saying both of you will be caught
one day and you will disappear, one to the depth of jail,
the other to the dustbin of presidential history…

for my magic is the people, and ‘we the people’ will
endure, and find a way to reveal the truth of where
you hide, and how you’ve lied, and taken from others…

and the magician will amaze, and entertain,
as the thief slinks away along with the conman
who is stomping around selling his snake oil …

until they take them away, or we the people
do our magic.