Off To See the Wiz
OFF TO SEE THE WIZ
Here I am: that “horse of a different color”,
purple, pink and white
off to see the wizard
to ask for wings for flight.
I’m trotting hot
to see the Wiz who I heard can do a lot
like giving the Scarecrow a brain
so he could actually appear sane!
And that coward, the Lion,
wanted to be brave.
Poor little Dorothy,
he really wanted to save.
The Tinman was just an empty can.
He had no beating heart
but now he’s in love
with a pretty little tart.
So surely he’ll give me wings
so I can sail above
as poor homesick Dorothy
dreams about the home she loves.
She has a beautiful voice
and if she had her choice
she’d get her wish to fly too
over the rainbow like the bluebirds do.
She could ride upon my back
and we’d sail through the sky
over the beautiful rainbow.
Oh, how I wish I could fly!
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 11/23/2018
"All Rights Reserved"
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