A Seussical for my granddaughter Annabella Elizabeth Schmeider |
STALKING OZ Annabella scoots out the door. She has worlds waiting to explore. Camoflauge jeans, ruby shoes: Tickety-boo, tickety-boo. She is stalking the land of Oz. What a mission, and such a cause! Won't snuggle down in granny's lap. Tippity-tap, tippity-tap. The good witch hides under a rock. Munchkins lurk beneath a box. The Wiz is a bedraggled Pooh. Bibbity-boo, bibbity-boo. Magic poppies, screaming monkeys, made of moss, mud, pods, sticks, and seeds. Scarecrow, tin-man, ToTo too, fiddle-dee-do, fiddle-dee-do. Wrapped round her head, an old fur vest. Cowardly Lion, last is best. Being brave isn't what it seems. Fiddle-dee-dee, fiddle-dee-dee. Backyards hold amazing treasures, beckoning to new adventures. Oz exists where her mind can fly. Now, bye-and-bye. Now, bye-and-bye. |