Mervyn the Magician
Here is Colin's poem ...
Old Mervyn the Magician,
Who dwelt not far from Wells
And lived nine hundred years ago
Was famed for casting spells.
(Was famed for making smells!)
Inside his dingy dungeon![]()
He kept an oaken box
With stuff inside so he could make
Gold nuggets from old rocks.
(The whiff of cheesy socks!)![]()
And then from lots of bottles
He’d mix himself a drink,
And when he’d gone and swallowed it,
He’d turn a shade of pink.
(His breath would really stink!)![]()
Then Mervyn the Magician,
Would wave his magic wand
And there appeared a dragon from
The Back of the Beyond.
(A really smelly pond!)![]()
And then the two together
Along the streets would go,
And all the knaves would run away
Who feared the duo so.
(Who sniffed their bad B.O.!)
Old Mervyn and his dragon,
Their lives were sweet and long,
And people still remember them,
In Poetry and Song.
(‘Cos of their potent pong!)
Who dwelt not far from Wells
And lived nine hundred years ago
Was famed for casting spells.
(Was famed for making smells!)
Inside his dingy dungeon
He kept an oaken box
With stuff inside so he could make
Gold nuggets from old rocks.
(The whiff of cheesy socks!)
And then from lots of bottles
He’d mix himself a drink,
And when he’d gone and swallowed it,
He’d turn a shade of pink.
(His breath would really stink!)
Then Mervyn the Magician,
Would wave his magic wand
And there appeared a dragon from
The Back of the Beyond.
(A really smelly pond!)
And then the two together
Along the streets would go,
And all the knaves would run away
Who feared the duo so.
(Who sniffed their bad B.O.!)
Old Mervyn and his dragon,
Their lives were sweet and long,
And people still remember them,
In Poetry and Song.
(‘Cos of their potent pong!)
This poem is copyright (©) Colin West 2024
About the Writer
Colin West
Colin lives in Battle, East Sussex. He studied Graphic Design and Illustration and has written and illustrated over 50 children’s books. His poems have appeared in anthologies by Roger McGough and Julia Donaldson. He now writes purely for his own pleasure and enjoys collecting old books, mainly of poetry.
