Stolen Shoes

Did oz turn its posterior, when Dorothy stole those ruby shoes? Something over the rainbow’s smelling pretty ominous. Opposites attract, like evil and good. a conflict’s brewing - The west’s witch is rolling out her plans over a drag’n coffee. The Rainbow Sun, reports a stirring, of the proverbial pot. Manicure parlors and parades, shut down in Emerald City. The horse of many colors has been dyed brown - his cover. Wizard is wise, to the thievery ways of the “Jayhawker”.* Glynda, “the goody goody”, sells lies like lemon drops, And rainbow spectrum opposite, is “crazy” for green. Dorothy, now “Dot”, begins a band called the “Polkadots”, Promotion of forward movement, to take over Oz’s perimeter. The “Ruby Shoe Movement”, an agenda to eradicate “good and evil” Uses cursory verbiage, to rid the land of a “horde of witches” (two) Flight line lights up, with soldier monkeys ready to attack. Those who join the Kansan side, the Polkadots croon, while “Rubyites” applaud, break out in rainbow song - waving banners. The horse shakes his mane in dismay, a spy for the arcadians. Amidst the Rubyites - a cowering lion, a heartless can of tin, a befuddled scarecrow, and a toy dog. Excepting the dog, All were acquired on the jaundiced road. It stretches between The Emerald palace and the village of fisher price people. Dot grew courageous, when she took a lucky shot; She steered her cyclonic house, killing the witch of the east. She swept the streets, greedily shaking hands with Cheery munchkins. Pulled off the shoe heist like a pro. Not a witch, she claims, but clicking the butane of her heels, Catches oz by surprise, chaos ensues. “Get the balloon”, The wizard blasts, “I will distract her and her Rubyite buffoons” He sends them chasing after brooms in the gloom of night. Fortune returns, delights in her prize – a melted wicked witch, and broom. Henchmen throw weighted bags over Dot’s crew, retreating them back to Kansas