The wizard said, Pay no attention to the man behind me!

Ah, me dearie! In this leather pouch, fortune finds its cozy rest, clink-clink goes the gold, snug as a leprechaun's nest. A guardian o' luck, it dances with rainbows in yer pocket.

Like a vampire I come for your blood, Each vial sorted for cause. I don't use my teeth, I have needles for ease, To withdraw a sample for testing.

First five are a type of music, one blamed for satanic influence. First eight are a type of material, containing many elements below it. With the last two, I’m complete, a band of fame, like a moth to the flame.

My first three are the last of a famous rapper’s name, drop the Dr. My middle is you, in the first person. My last three are the first of a four-letter computer company. Combined, I’m a toy played with seven days a year, with gelt and latkes.