Humorous poem about the end of the Wicked Witch.
“Goodbye Wicked Witch,”
Said Dorothy to the pool.
Once the Witch was powerful,
But now she was just goo.
Dorothy lifted the broomstick
And marched triumphantly around.
The Witch was now a puddle
And didn’t make a sound.
The Scarecrow was elated.
The Tin Man beamed with pride.
And the Cowardly Lion roared out loud
“Looks like you’ve been deep fried.”
Image by Clinton Steeds via Flickr
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