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Why this day of all days Was the Wizard out of town When Dorthy and her three friends Decided to roll around They came in search of wisdom And asked for my advice My only hope in all of this Is that I steered them right To the Tin Man I told him That he already has a heart That it's made from pure gold And shines as bright as a star He may not always feel It beating inside of his chest But you can see in his love for others That it's in there none the less And the Cowardly Lion To him I kindly said It takes tons of courage these days To even get out of bed And when it is you fall and you will Pick yourself right back up That's the kind of courage That I'm speaking of Then came time for the Scarecrow Who felt the need for a brain So I told him that intelligence Does not always a brain make It might help solve some problems But does not always think If you want true wisdom Take that from off the street Then there was sweet Dorthy Who in truth felt all alone Needing herself a place That she could call a home I told her to have courage And follow through with her heart And if she truly thinks about it Home is right where you are My new friends they all thanked me And went along their merry way My only hope is I did a good enough job Of playing Wizard that day
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 7:58 AM UTC
The Wizard Of Mike
Why this day of all days Was the Wizard out of town When Dorthy and her three friends Decided to roll around They came in search of wisdom And asked for my advice My only hope in all of this Is that I steered them right To the Tin Man I told him That he already has a heart That it's made from pure gold And shines as bright as a star He may not always feel It beating inside of his chest But you can see in his love for others That it's in there none the less And the Cowardly Lion To him I kindly said It takes tons of courage these days To even get out of bed And when it is you fall and you will Pick yourself right back up That's the kind of courage That I'm speaking of Then came time for the Scarecrow Who felt the need for a brain So I told him that intelligence Does not always a brain make It might help solve some problems But does not always think If you want true wisdom Take that from off the street Then there was sweet Dorthy Who in truth felt all alone Needing herself a place That she could call a home I told her to have courage And follow through with her heart And if she truly thinks about it Home is right where you are My new friends they all thanked me And went along their merry way My only hope is I did a good enough job Of playing Wizard that day
mike-hauser
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 7:58 AM UTC
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