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SLAPPY THE APPLE TREE OF OZ - WIZ
Dorothy and I go way back, don’t you know
and by the way I’m familiar with the bale of hay,
thundering tin can and the trembling kitty show.
At first they were hesitant to let me stay.
I had to pull my roots up from the ground,
put a cafeteria net in place to hold its yield,
then follow the yellow brick crowd ‘round and ‘round
and avoid a screaming witch out in the field.
She threatened to tear me limb from limb.
I stuck out my red tongue, told her to just try.
The knees of tin clattered together - poor him,
and dear Dorothy and her little dog let out a sigh.
I fell asleep standing in the poppy garden of snow.
My apples were nearly poisoned but I shielded them
before my eyes closed. Thankful for Glinda’s glow —
awakening even the brave one with his absent brain stem.
The growling yawn of the cowardly furball freaked me out.
I shook the diamondback crystals from my leaves and trunk.
Our Kansas girl led the way to Oz with a tree-mendous shout.
For the millionth time we grab arms and sing - this time in funk.
We reach the wonderfully luscious land of oz - green as my hair.
Begging audience of the wizard, he finally sees us.
I’m patient as he listens to the beggarly needs — a lion’s share.
I won’t bring myself down to their level - make a great fuss.
The wizard listens to this wizened curmudgeon tree.
I ask him for unending sweet apples without any worms.
And as he has done with the rusty-eyed gang, he makes a decree,
for he must give a long winded speech and make us squirm.
The only drawback is I must stand guard in this breezy courtyard —
a lookout for writings on the skywall that might jeopardize our lives.
Still, I am the crowned jewel, so humble, in this emerald vanguard.
We sang and danced our way down the yellow brick and survived.
10/29/2018
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In the Wizard of Oz, Dorothy gets slapped by an apple tree. This is where I came up with his name :)
Scarecrow
You'll find me
in paddy fields and gardens;
even on front porches.
I'm a decoy, as lonely as can be.
I look frozen in time,
mimicking Jesus
crucified on the cross,
but I swear I mean no disrespect,
you religious zealots!
Blame farmers and gardeners!
They make me look this way!
They live to humiliate me;
dressing me up like a ragamuffin,
stuffing straw inside my coveralls,
placing a dumb-looking hat
atop my head; you name it!
Yes, I know I look ridiculous.
I wish I'd put
my perennially outstretched arms down.
Don't be scared of me, kids,
I speak no evil
I don't speak at all,
and I do not harm anything
that breathes air
Yet you humans choose to avoid me
like the plague
but come Halloween,
you all love me for just a day!
Go figure.
Yeah, I see some of you
staring at me, chuckling;
whispering amongst yourselves
about me having no brain
in the "Wizard of Oz" movie.
In my defense,
It was a misrepresentation!
I don't speak, but I'm not that dumb!
I know how to do my thankless job
and do it well.
I scare off all the birds
that peck at newly cast
seeds of growing crops, don't I?
Not so brainless now, am I?
Date written: 05/15/2020
An army of mites reside on our lashes
With mouths and tiny claws
Along the way during human evolution
This surely must have been a flaw
Astronauts strangely can't burp in space
What kind of dribble is that
A feline can have over a hundred kittens
Now that's one pooped out cat
Some atheists put up Christmas trees
An identity crisis for sure
A cow can poop up to four tons a year
That's sure a batch of manure
A woman once had sixty-nine children
Talk about barefoot and pregnant
With a dirty big bunch of kiddies like that
She could hold her own beauty pageant
Nose prints are used to identify dogs
Imagine if they were used for humans
Especially during the influenza season
There'd be snot all over the policeman
The tallest people in the world are the Dutch
Must have to duck under the windmills
While kissing most tilt their head to the right
But there's some who rub noses still
The salary of Toto in “The Wizard Of Oz”
Was a hundred twenty dollars a week
That's a hundred and twenty more than me
Since retiring my new job is sleep
(This is a fictional poem)
I'm a politician but I'm not one who the people can trust.
Like Bill Clinton I'm fat and full of lust.
For years i've been dipping into the till.
I take a thousand here, a thousand there, it's easy to steal.
I drive a Porsche and I own a yacht.
They'll throw my ___ in jail if I get caught.
I've been a crooked politician for years.
I make promises while I campaign but I'm never sincere.
My wife says if I don't buy her a Rolls-Royce, she'll turn me in.
I guess I'll have to dip into the till again.
I wonder if people will ever find out that I've broken plenty of laws.
If I was an actor, I could play three roles in the Wizard of Oz.
I have no courage, no heart and no brain.
If you vote for me, you must be insane.
If you vote for my opponent, it will be for the best.
I've heard that he's actually honest.
Form:
My work is identity
The axe in my hand
No blisters to bother me
As for years I just stand
The weeds and the flowers
Call me back down to earth
The brown rust confuses
Destroys my self-worth
The tears and the rain
Have frozen me here
It could be forever
At least that is my fear
But then I hear singing
And love with a twirl
There's something of beauty
This dog and this girl
She stops to acknowledge
Where my work is so stale
I am rescued completely
My Dorothy Gale
We converse, no lips moving
I creak and I groan
She talks of a journey
To get herself home
I determine to help her
As she's helping me
We walk and we talk
It feels good to be free
It's strange but I know that
She strives for the best
I feel something beating
Once again in my chest
Not sure where we're going
When this journey will end
But I feel like I love her
This newly found friend
I'd love to visit Munchkin land
to meet the wizard of Oz.
Its somewhere over the rainbow
so I hope I don't get lost.
Just to walk along with Dorothy
along the yellow brick road.
Meet the lion and the tin man
team up with the brainless scarecrow.
Instead of dreaming about Alice
I love to meet her in wonderland.
With Tweedledee and Tweedledum
white rabbit,talking flowers,such fun.
In the company of the Cheshire Cat
march hare mad hatter all three.
I've heard they have great party's
even though they only drink tea.
Maybe I could visit sleeping beauty
that would be my wish.
For just one day I'd be her prince.
and wake her with a kiss.
To rouse her from her dreams
and drive away her tears.
Nothing in life would deter me
I would wait a hundred years.
Seek out the lovely snow white
join the seven dwarfs by her side.
She is the fairest in all the land
I know it's true,for mirrors never lie.
I would tell the wicked queen
to be happy with her lot.
Accept snow white is more beautiful
before things for her get to hot.
Yes I'd love to visit fairy land
and leave this world of hate.
To a land full of innocence and dreamers
now wouldn't that be great.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
What a charming kid you are.
Across the silver screen you prance,
Though you can't act, or sing, or dance,
But for six whole years
Your precious cuteness had no par.
You were tons of fun with curly hair,
And miles and miles of sunny smiles,
But I surmise, Miss Shirley Temple,
That movie history critics say
Your most conspicuous talent lay,
Not in real abilities, per se,
But in twinkling eyes and lots of dimples.
Author's note: I wrote this piece, dear reader, after watching "The Bluebird" last Christmas. Some of you may not be aware that Shirley Temple was MGM's first choice for the role of Dorothy in "The Wizard of Oz", but her studio would not "lend" her to them for the project. And they have my eternal gratitude.
5 down..for just 84..what do you do.. try and survive..shut the door..or instead more hardcore jive...out on the lash ..go to town..
On his way to 184..borrowed the crown from the real deal surreal cartwheel Panto clown..smash down the door..
Red hot..bespoke with the oak..smoking..old school Ben Stoking..first ball stroking for four..
Robin Hoods with the wood..forget Bazball..score quick..this is rabbit out of a hat trick Bazbat…the latest riff…
Smith so svelte..helter skelter..velvet belter..decided with his tintin quiff..to go.. well biff..Indian tiff..felt..smelt.. the tangy twang pang..dealt a dashing dollop of crashing flashing banging wallop..
Every Test tragic.. loving how Jamie and his magic torch did scorch..the run reaper..nearly took number one spot with the fastest ton..still got..the highest ever Test score for an England keeper..and only 24..
Let's rant…about Smith and Pant..the Gilly God above giving his nod..the Wizard of Oz..Lord of the willow sword..showing his love..for the zen of the men or bruvs with the glove..
The notorious adored odd bod panto Pant.. and his brother from another mother..glorious
Smudge not giving a fudge..not just giving the scoreboard a nudge but an almighty Blighty budge..
Smith's sublime partner in crime… dirty flirty Harry also got them shirty with some barnstorming performing..
A nifty pretty shifty 150..as north..met south..our poise boys..from the Republic and Surrey..hitting not just a flurry but a slurry of runs in a hurry..
Will give them some slack..but if there has been a faint Bazbat taint..always having a crack..all out attack..a lack of that knack of restraint..no looking back..artists with only one way to paint..
Willing to adapt and change..us fans rapt..still immense offense but with more defence..alright common sense ..
Smith and Brook wasn't an..off their trolley volley folly..the way they played..slayed and flayed.. by golly made sure the Hollies..still held sway..eased their dismay and stayed jolly..
Won't pretend ..was always only one way this was going to end..
Jamie.. Jamie..Jamie and his magic torch..
A heart for the Tin Man
A brain for the old 'crow
I
Hello there, metal man,
How do you do today?
Dear tin brain
Dear tin limbs. Oh dear!
Weren't they always tin?
Dear, gold and bronze golem,
You don't mean to say
You were a man?
A real one?
A tin beast, you were born
Aluminum in your heart, aluminum in your soul,
Can't you feel its dust in your lungs?
Silly man, you don't have a heart,
You don't have a life
You have limbs rusting with malaise
And a hollow head
You metal man.
Dear tin fellow.
II
Have you any eyes? Have you any eyes
Or simply hollow metal wounds gaping in your forehead with small grins
But do you grin?
Or does your metal mouth simply
Stretch across your face like
A bloodless axe wound?
Do your limbs run with that crimson stuff?
Or are they hollow, hollow, hollow
Like the hole in your chest?
Swing your axe, dear tin man,
Chop your trees, metal golem,
Let me watch you
With a pathetic smile
You pathetic man
Metal cannot feel
Tin cannot burn
You cannot die
Goodbye, dear tin man,
Rest your tin head and sleep.
Sometimes actors play a role
Which touch us to our very soul
Even though it is not real
Something deep down makes us feel
That we can associate
With the part that they create
And the movies that we watch
Can ignite us like a torch
Because some things that we see
Brings up our past history
One that leaves me lots of scars
Is the world famous Wizard of Oz
The characters are memories
Of the way that he left me
The tin man has no beating heart
You took mine right from the start
Leaving me no way to care
Because my heart’s no longer there
The scarecrow has no way to ponder
All his thoughts just seem to wander
That’s the way I feel when
My thoughts of him start up again
Asking why my useless brain
Let him cause me so much pain
The lion isn't strong but weak
Because his courage he can’t seek
That’s the image I showed him
My courage can’t show up again
Every time I took him back
I had another “weak” attack
Dorothy was all alone
She just wanted to get home
To her loving family
There was no home left for me
The love just seemed to disappear
I couldn't find it anywhere
The wicked witch was just pure evil
Trying every day to steal
The love out of the purest hearts
The way he tore mine all apart
There’s one portrayal that I can
Connect to as I take your hand
The wizard saved Dorothy's friends
Bringing her home in the end
The way you went through every length
To give my heart back all it’s strength
My courage and knowledge I have sought
To regain ever since you brought
A loving home back in my life
Making everything alright