This is my latest post for CreatureMag
An Ode To Malcolm The Magician
Malcolm the magician lived in a pot of gold
His tricks were bad and getting old
He pulled some rabbits outta his hat
Then they scampered away and in his beard they sat
They were plenty fed and upon his scraps they ate
They liked the lettuce but their favourite was steak
See you next time.
- Mulga
