F***ing Magic

by Siddiq Islam

The whole wide world and all its space,
With every land and ocean each,
And in between, the brazen beach,
The forests green in all their grace,
The open fields and hilltops high,
And miles and miles of boundless sky.

Is this some twisted sorcerer’s scoff,
Or are you just here to piss me off?
All that space, the whole world wide,
The whole wide world, and you decide
To bugger through my window crack
And now can’t even bugger back.

The Poor Print

The Oriel College Student Newspaper. Run by students, with contributions from the JCR, MCR, SCR, and Staff. Current Executive Editors: Monim Wains and Siddiq Islam

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