Ghost Magician

They like to hang out in a place of spirits A haunted house or a busy city street They pull you in with a promise of mystical feats They shuffle their cards with inhuman finesse Then for transparency they roll up their sleeves But there's something more apparent that gives you the heebie-jeebies You used to think that magic was so cool You trained your sleight of hand while you were in high school Now as they try to get your mind to diverge You realize they must be more than the average thaumaturge they're a Ghost Magician Their close-up work can't be that hard Even you can see through the cards of a Ghost Magician A mystical force with a longing for minor illusion Thrill at the skill of this apparition Watch as they levitate baby goats Don't get distracted by the fact they're just a jacket that floats Now they're being aided by their assistant You witness the ghost of someone sawed in half You're not sure whether you should scream or laugh Legerdemaine from a necromancer Endless scarves from an undead master A dime behind the ear of a spell caster It's David Blaine with the power of Casper It's a Ghost Magician You might roll your eyes and you might sneer As they make a whole ghost ship disappear Ghost Magician A charlatan of tricks from the ethereal plane This hocus pocus is lacking focus