Hocus pocus

As a family of lawnchairs gathered

Underneath a clean suburban sun

There were seven pink flamingos

Standing pigeon-toed, not hurting anyone

Her mama called her "Precious"

And her daddy called her once or twice a year

When she was five she practiced magic tricks

In hopes that she could make him reappear

And she'd say, "Hocus Pocus"

And pray a little prayer

Then she'd wave her hands

Like butterflies

And make a big red heart

In the air

Her best friend was Angie

They played Barbies after school for three whole years

And on weekends they'd have cider

On the railroad tracks pretending it was beer

Just like family 'til Angie's front yard

Grew a sign that said "Just Sold"

And the tears that came on moving day

Were more than hearts that small could ever hold

So they said, "Hocus Pocus"

And prayed a little prayer

Then they waved their hands

Like butterflies

And made a big red heart

In the air

And daddy never showed

And Angie never wrote

But there's always hope

In a pile of broken daisies fell decisions

At the turning of her life

There was a boy she was in love with

And he'd asked her if she'd want to be his wife

But they were both from broken families

And quaking at the thought of taking vows

So they shared a secret wedding, just the two of them

And they're still together now

They said, "Hocus Pocus"

And prayed a little prayer

Then they waved their hands

Like butterflies

And made a big red heart

They said, "Hocus Pocus"

And prayed a little prayer

Then they waved their hands

Like butterflies

And made a big red heart

In the air -a