We all follow
The Yellow Brick Road
Until we come to
Realize
It doesn’t go where
We need it to go,
The Witch always
Had a right to
Her dead sister’s slippers,
The bad witch
Not the good witch
Disney tells us
We ought to admire,
The whole game
Is rigged,
There is a wizard
Behind every curtain
Pulling levers
That keep us from
Getting what we know
We deserve,
Growth is only
What you can take
For yourself,
As if you can
Snatch the witch’s broom
Without melting her
Then you are kinder
Than most
The real challenge
Is how to keep both
The slippers and the broom,
Without turning
Into the bad witch
Yourself,
Click your heals
Three times
If you dare
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