Francis Ethal Gumm, Aka, Judy Garland
Somewhere over the rainbow, perhaps her own heart's
Once upon a note ? Baby, I did not know Norma Jeane afore
Vagabond time ushered another of this world's orphaned beauty
Away but I be a child whom was aware, as there; these fragmented bits
Catching your glimpse until one day, your beauty, also spread her wings to fly
Beyound the gray churning cyclones in truth's black and white; unto colourful's gold....
Yellowbrick road while we became his Tin Man yet she, this lover of love looking at you, Baby.
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