This is just inspired by total weirdness, so don't mind me. lol Dorothy, I told you that you should have stayed inside Who the hell goes out with a tornado around? Are you that much of an adrenaline junkie? But the proof is right there in your name To get blown away by a gale of wind At least this place is much more colorful A technicolor dream, not like the sepia-toned flatland you arrived from Whose voice is that I hear? Is it the pink fairy? Maybe it's those little midgets, oh I mean munchkins Hey, don't call me a munchkin! I am vertically challenged! I think those red shoes are too expensive for me Might as well strip them off this dead witch She won't be using them anymore it seems "Let us sing you the song of our people!" the vertically challenged ones cried "Then you will be off on your merry way Just follow the yellow brick road." Glinda informed her. So then she meets the Scarecrow, he is the best in his field The lion is timid and the tin man is all hollow inside "Let's take a walk. Oh, the Wizard won't let us in? Here, I got that witch's broomstick. Are you happy now?" Oh wait, here she is to foil their plans Being carried away by the winged simians I knew pigs could fly, but now monkeys? Toto outsmarts those wily bastards "You thought you could get away with it, huh? Well, take this!" Dorothy yells I'm melting! I'm melting! Because there is a hole in the ozone layer! "Oh, so we finally get to see the great Oz," Scarecrow says. "Toto, get back here!" Dorothy cries. Too late, the Wizard is exposed for who he truly is. "You are a bad man!" she yells. "No, I am just a hermit. You damn people come around and ask for--oh hell, here you go." The Scarecrow receives a diploma that he can't use. The Tin Man receives his heart But it still breaks, as hearts often do. The Cowardly Lion is finally the brave king of the jungle. "Oh no, I can't leave you all behind!" Dorothy cries as the balloon floats away. "These shoes are magic, you know. Just dream of where you want to go," Glinda whispers to her. Dorothy awakens in a flurried state. "Alice was right. I have seen some weird shit." Whether you believe the tale or not, just use the power of imagination, and you will always reach your own Emerald City.