Open Poetry #24 |
In Search of Oz... |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
The Lion's a coward, the Tin Man is rust, Monkeys are flying; Emerald City's a bust, You think we're all bumpkins, Just 'cause we like munchkins, Over the rainbow and on down the hall, The witch may be wicked, but she can't catch us all, Is life an enigma? In search of Aunt Enema, Click your heels thrice and wish to go home, On the yellow brick road where the buffalo roam, Dorothy's lost Toto, the Wizard's not found, The Scarecrow got combined, spring wheat's in the ground, Oh please not the water, don't throw it on me! I'M MELTING, I'M MELTI... I'M HISTORY. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
LOL I really needed the laugh. Good write. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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