Dorthy Poems - Poems about Dorthy

...I used to be the kind of person you could push over the kind of person who would continuously apologize even if it wasn't my fault asking for forgiveness of the cuts and wounds you caused me, I ......

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...Clouding my thoughts you drive my imagination wild I guess you could say you give me "wild thoughts" I'm trying to pull myself out of this whirlwind of bliss. It's great but I must get back to r......

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...Who could have known Or ever proposed That Kansas farm girl Would land back in Oz Who could have guessed All this no less From that moment on Would be such a mess All because Dorthy Wen......

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...I have a serious crush on Dorthy While she has a Kansas crush on them The Lion and the Scarecrow Not to mention the Tin Man The only time you see her These days is when She's skipping about t......

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...Why this day of all days Was the Wizard out of town When Dorthy and her three friends Decided to roll around They came in search of wisdom And asked for my advice My only hope in all of this ......

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...Alice wasn't the only one to wake up to a wonderland. I find myself walking through scenes miss construed with illusions , wanting to believe but I still cant understand. making plans at tea partie......

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...I read the title as U - nite- as three syllables - hard I And I marveled that a female poet would write of U Johnny and looked hurriedly down the page hoping to read Of your years......

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...Crock! Crock!! Fredi leaps up and down the mud Raindrops raindrop hovers the wand At fall ha ease off on a weed beside the ponds Tomorrow mt be chill I feel the bond Quack! Quack!! Dorthy flo......

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...If only there was a wizard like Dorthy payed a visit. If only for our wishing. A far off land exquisite. An emerald palace standing. A place for all to come. Along a yellow brick road follow......

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...I found him slumped over his Remington No.5, no more "Elite Typing" for this poor fellow. His Fedora was on the floor beside him, flat as a pancake with a stilleto heel print in the centre of it. Oth......

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...Woke up this morning thoughts scrambled like eggs. Feeling like there are so many things I've missed in life. The big picture I saw once husband, child, house with the white fence. Just a fairytale L......

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...Why did she have to go away Why did she leave all of us I wish she was here so we can stop crying She was the best grandma that anyone can have when my cousins and I was young when she would ......

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