Click your heels 3 times if you believe
Thrown for a curve down the yellow brick road into the poppy fields I go to drop in and tune out looking for a heart in the emerald city
Are you The Great Wizard showing up and disappearing at your whim with an air of assumption and grandeur offering body, mind, and spirit to lost girls with baggage
Heels clicked 7 or 8 times maybe overboard like waiting for an elevator to return home to the place of ease and comfort
Glass broken from the tower as a fanciful flight around town with you surveying what is ours and planning the future the legacy built on loyalty thru adversity and longevity