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Skipping along with three friends by her side
Anticipation was high.
Whirling tornadoes had long disappeared;
Not a dark cloud in the sky.

Yellow as daffodils was the brick road,
Yellow the ripening corn,
And it had coloured the heart of the lion
Leaving him sad and forlorn.

Suddenly Dorothy stopped in her tracks
‘Was that you, Scarecrow’ she said.
‘Whispering  jibberish under your hat?
I didn’t quite catch the thread’.

‘No it was me’ piped a tremulous voice
‘Cast your eyes down to the ground’.
Yellow as summer sun, creeping along
Such a sad creature they found.

‘Please can you help me escape from this path,
Life is so treacherous here.
Camouflaged as I am with the brick road,
For my own life I do fear’.

Off  to the Wizard they wended their way
Shy caterpillar in tow,
Full of bright hopes of a change to their lives,
For it had been promised so.

After the Wizard had heard the bug’s plea
This was his bitter reply.
'You must return to the yellow brick road
And life will change by and by.’

Heavy of heart, and with tears in his eyes,
Back to face danger he crept.
So much for miracles, life was unfair;
His fate he’d have to accept.

Change started happening after a while,
Feelings he couldn’t explain,
But as he flew o’er the yellow brick road
His heart felt joyful again.

19/11/18

'Off to see the wizard poetry contest' : Sponsored by: Charles Messina

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