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Apr 16
Moment leaving OZ
Ah
Follow the yellow brick road
Directions being told
Walking and walking on caution
500 Miles to Wizard Castle
The Directional Arrow is going crazy pointing in all directions of North, South, East and West
Which way?
I guess use my own judgement in getting to the Wizard
I heard the Wizard is mysterious and often gets furious
I certainly don’t want to be curious
Then again, it sounds serious
That Wizard better have respect when I arrive, no jive
I will not be in for any of his foolishness
Wisdom, help me out here
This is all I got to preserver
Wouldn’t you know it, it is starting to Thunder and the rain is pouring
I need to get out of the rain
There’s a tree I can duck in
I am hungry, and I see an apple and I will pick
That tree branch stick slapped my hand and the tree is speaking that it is forbidden
Don’t tell me I walked into the Adam and Eve territory by mistake
For heaven’s sake
I am really loss and made the wrong turn
That directional arrow was way off
I must find my way back to the yellow brick road
Here I go again, walking, walking and walking
I walked 500 miles, and finally reached the Wizard’s castle
Knocked on the castle door, and someone answers the Wizard is out
He will not be seeing anybody today perhaps never
The Wizard thinks he is clever
No respect nor regards
Dropped in OZ and only to be locked out by the Wizard
I am certainly in a jam
Reminds of a song, “The Trouble I am in”
How will I get back to New York City?
The Wizard is out
I guess I will have to find my way myself
I need encouragement
Does anybody think I will get back to New York City/
Maybe or never
I will have to do the best I can
Time is wasting
Until when
Anybody’s guess
Don’t even think it
Until when
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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