Wizard of Oz Limerick Poetry Contest - Sponsored By Charles Messina. Written 20th November 2024.
The Wicked Witch was Tin Man’s fantasy He'd never seen such a beauty as she It rained and his joints seized Left poor Tin Man quite peeved Every step that he took was misery... They stopped at Yellow Brick Rd gas station Asked the pump jockey for lubrication He sprayed Tin Man with grease So, he could move with ease Tin Man jumped up and down with elation... He held the witch’s hand but wanted more But didn't foresee what fate had in store Something hadn't been greased Tin Man wasn't too pleased When his rusted man thing dropped on the floor...
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