when the rainbow was over
the flood was rose over
the yellow pathway
the tin rusted and
the Wicked Wizard fell
from glory, Grace
had a little dog
she called tootles
tootles was a poodle
tootles wasn't afraid
of crying lions
tootles knew they were
cowards
tootles chewed the witch
Ruby, red slippers
she lived under a house
somewhere in Kansas
or Arkansas by the little rock
next to the chocolate factory