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A wizard walks along holding a carpet rolled,
wearing shoes that click as he strolled,
danger ahead as thieves take stuff out his door,
he swears at them bringing out more,
they laugh at him and continue to take his stuff,
but this wizard smirks being tough,
unrolling his carpet flat on the ground,
he steps on it making a ruffling sound,
the thieves giggle as the wizard rises his hair,
static builds up as the thieves all stare,
casting a lightning bolt from his glowing hands,
the sound of the clap of thunder makes his demands,
they thieves put back everything in the same place,
as he smiles and they run at a fast pace.