The Wizard's Spell Book

In shelves of whispers, old and grand, A mystical library, in a shimmering land. Bound in starlight, tall and wide, Where secrets slept, and magic did hide.

Wizard Willow, with beard so white, Sought 'The Wizard's Spell Book' with all his might. Surrounded by books, a whispering choir, And a dragon named Sparkle, breathing sapphire fire.

A magic spell book, with pages of gold, Stories untold, brave and bold. Willow opened it slow, with a twinkle in his eye, Ready to read, and reach for the sky!

He chanted spells, in a voice so clear, "Bubble-gum rain!" banishing all fear. He stirred his cauldron, a magical brew, With dragon scales, and morning dew.

Sparkle the Dragon, with a happy roar, Helped add glitter, and so much more. The books on the shelves began to sway, As the magic potion lit up the day!

With a puff of smoke, and a flash of light, The library vanished into the night! They found themselves soaring, on a rainbow bright, In a world of pure magic, a magnificent sight!

Wizard Willow laughed, a joyful sound, With Sparkle beside him, safe and sound. The Spell Book closed, its work now done, In a magical world, where adventures had begun!