The wicked wizard waved his magic wand.
Wanting to spend time with someone he could bond.
Waiting to devise a plan for more hate.
How to make the whole world soon disintegrate.
The wicked wizard waved his crooked wand.
Made Satan deals for mortals' souls he soon pawned.
Headstrong with vengeance, casting spells on man.
To carry out his own mischievous foul plan.
The wicked wizard waved his evil wand.
Men,mostly masters in math, built a bad bomb.
Ending war swiftly with heavy metals.
Giant fireballs; blazing bloom without petals.
The wicked wizard waved his heinous wand.
Decided he just couldn't keep going on.
There's enough misery on this planet!
Just one final wave, and the wizard canned it.
The wicked wizard laid down his cursed wand.
He was finished now with a long giant yawn.
It's up to man now; avoiding to kill.
Last wave was for angels to prevent the thrill.
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