Double a wink, it was how Barbara Eden granted wishes.

I can be after a Will, the one dressed in black who uses a funny lighter. Put a 'word' in front of me and I am a skilled writer. Preceded by a s-word I make, you'd be a good fighter.

A pair of aces up your sleeve Or a motorbike small and mighty? Then it’s me you’ve got in your pocket. Or you’ve got motion, like Pat Beverly On the team named for me, rightly. Mission Control, system’s go, think you’ve solved it?

Remember when you are praising the butterfly that you never disrespect this one. His name goes both ways. Wait a minute like a flashcard his name rhymes with all men.

Runs out at the worst moment. Makes emotions spiral. If it really is a virtue than why don't we all make an issue whenever it is no longer there?