THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD
Through a twister, she journeys’ across the sky,
From her home In Kansas, she and her dog said goodbye.
To fantasy from reality In a place she fell,
Of tiny people, In this land where they dwelled.
If home Is where she wanted then a walk she would take,
Down a long road of yellow brick, to a city, she would make.
Along the way three friends’ she would meet,
Searching for something, each one was unique.
Till the end, they would fight a wicked soul,
Conquer and receive what It was they were told.
Click your heels’ together, one, two, three,
There’s no place like home, back there she would be.