I'll try ...

There once was an Imp tied to a tree.
He went by the simple name: BeeGee.

And, as Imps are wont to be,
his magic was drawn from physicality.

He learned his spells one by one,
although the cost was not much fun.

And fun is what all Imps adore.
Without fun, Imps would be a bore.

His hiccups [color:"yellow"]Poof[/color] to make him be
unseen, unheard, and odor-free.

And when reversed, [color:"pink"]Foop[/color] he's back.
That's the truth, as a matter of fact.

When, in fear, he runs around,
His body floats above the ground.

His eyes when crossed, without trouble
cause him to see everything double.

And so on doth the list continue.
BeeGee, pray tell, what magic's in you?

I need to write a refrain now... something light, serious, funny and memorable ... hmmm? Give me a little time to think of one.

-- BG