Houdini and words

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Houdini the Maestro
Shakespeare the song
Where are the poets
as were still holding on
I chew on the leaves
The roots of a spell
Working my way
Not knowing to tell
For words
Words are slick things
Jam on bread
You wolf them down
They jingle in heads
And all those pretty words
With flower and prince
It's no Coincidence
Houdini has left.