Beyond a hill under pink cotton clouds
stood the Wizards magical castle.
officials came to collect council tax
and it proved to be too much hastle.

Alas Mr Wizard was very hard up
he was all out of magic spells,
so officials had to take him away
to spend a few nights in the cells.

Heart broken the Wizard shed a few tears
coloured red,and amber, and green,
his gaoler just couldnt believe his eyes
so called in the head Judge supreme .

Now our Wizard had but three coloured eyes
one red , one amber, another green,
which caused a stir in the courthouse
the phenominal proof to be seen.

The judges decision was hard to make
and adjourned the court to have lunch,
then returned with the agreed verdict
our wizard stood up for the `crunch`.

They decided on community service
to end his most heartbreaking plight,
he was ordered to stand amongst traffic
and his eyes used for traffic lights.

So when you are stuck in a traffic jam
and the lights take their time to change,
just remember our poor Mr Wizard
is new to the job and feels strange.