The magic.. the charm

A chain of events,
some memorable segments.
You seem to think that,
after an age of luck gone splat,
you revived "the charm".
but actually, just another false alarm..

Still terrible fortune
your best buddy, bless scorching afternoon!
Your white shirt still has crush on mud and eggs
and only banana, splits your legs.
And you are still the best man for,
your neighbourhood pigeon shit-pour..

And there you thought, that girl,
all so perfect, all so pearl.
Would turn the game upside down.
Would make you "MaN of the town".
And that its your "charm",
that flows in her watery eyes, like greenish hue from the farm..

The magic is, sometimes raw as rake
starts where all is planned, but seems like a fake
so that another guy
charmless, but still sly
won her over, with his scheming stunt
left you with just as much as grunt..

And again, you go hunting
not for the girl, but for the charm
Dude, wheres your fire-arm??
Use your head, forget the magic
If you really see, its only simple tricks..