Magical wizards

They've kept me hidden

This far

 

Threatened lighting strikes

Out of clear blue skies

Keep me in jumpers

Year round

 

Because I'm scared of

Animated cars

And shooting stars

'Cause I don't want them

On me

 

This second summer

It's not got funner

But now it's normal

To me

 

If I try harder

I'll be happier 

Curse lifted from me

At the ripe old age

Thirteen