real shoes

Posted on in poetry, whimsical

munchkins fed: in bed
paper read: wizard dead
(…there’s no place like home)
put on your real shoes, those ruby reds
(i won’t dance, don’t ask me)
Dorothy
(fairy tales can come true….)
we’re
gonna
paint
the
town
(gotta dance!)

green

One Response to “real shoes”

  1. I dream of you every day and night.  What have you done to me?

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