The Wizard of Odds
What are the odds
The under
The over
The chance of portraying
Poor Toto
As Rover.
Lions and tigers and bears
Disguised
As their frightening fears.
Friendship discovered
When nobody listens
Somebody hears.
And witches
Like Glenda
How could she offend ya
Such courage
Such heart
a brain.
And a Wizard
Who knew
Was just like me and you
Afraid to admit
He knew not what to do.
I shall end this brief spiel
With a click of the heel
And to those who object
Say…
‘C’MON FOLKS, GET REAL!”
John G. Lawless
©2/18/2023
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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