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George, the Orc Barista: Jazzy Wizard

2 min readSep 19, 2023

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The stage light illuminated a wizard with a long, flowing beard and a slightly singed hat, who was sitting by a grand piano. A soft jazzy tune started, with the bass plucking a sultry rhythm and a saxophone wailing softly in the background. The wizard began to sing.

Verse 1:

Midnight moon, and a spell I crooned,

Thought I had the magic, thought I was attuned.

But the stars above, they played their part,

Now I’m here, with a broken heart.

Chorus:

Bewitched, bewildered, my magic astray,

Thought I had the rhythm, but I lost my way.

That spell I cast, oh, how it did sway,

Now I’ve got these blues that won’t go away.

Verse 2:

Tried to conjure love, with a flick of my wrist,

But instead of a kiss, I got a twist.

The potion I brewed, it bubbled and hissed,

Now I’m here, in a jazzy abyss.

The saxophone solo is a mournful cry, echoing the wizard’s sorrowful sigh. Each note tells a tale, of a spell gone awry, and of dreams that fly, and hopes that die. The wizard began to sing again.

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Jason Delph
Jason Delph

Written by Jason Delph

✍️ Writer: cozy fantasy & wholesome paranormal 📚 We Stopped Robbing Humans and Started an Orc-Themed Restaurant 👑 Princess & the Dragon Therapist

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