I’ve had these Oz books with me for nearly 60 years. I have one more wheel’s worth plus a few spares.
When lost in the Danken Wood
I find it is always good
to gather your bearings
consulting with herrings
or Little Red Riding Hood.
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When the neighbors are this noisy I can’t get any sleep.
I prefer my flowers never to make a single peep.
May I come to the birthday party
celebrating a guy named Hardie?
I’ll wear my best suit.
He wrote LITTLE TOOT!
Just name the time. I’ll not be tardy.
In the wasteland lost was Blinky Greenwing,
his mind swept clean with nothing on to cling.
With his powerful stare
he was yet unaware
of a glorious future wherein he would be king.
In the Swump of Greedge beyond Long Thin Lake
live a pair of swumpogglers always awake.
Of beaks each has two.
They use them, it’s true,
to sing 4-part harmony pretty as cake.
O bliss, O joy, O happy day,
the vedling cart wed the bale of hay!
O mip, O mop, O most sublime,
the barn door wept at the bell’s first chime.
The bell was happy, the barn door sad,
and the cart and the hay were gladder than glad.
O clip, O clop, O there’s a horse.
Shall we go inside where it’s safe? Of course.
What a handsome wizard is Billow Splash
with pale blue eyes so long of lash.
Maidens galore
fall on the floor
whenever he offers to take out the trash.
Today is the birthday of Wanda Gag.
Did you know her last name rhymes with frog?
She built this book. Have you read it?
It’s all about cats. There, I’ve said it.
