" I'll get you my skinny, and your little bo too!"
Those were her words as she flew off on her broom. Such a simple minded, narrow headed statement and it still sounds in my mind. She was the witch of the west..the east,south,and north. The witch of the lands and sour was the soil. No munchkin. No fairy. No tin man. Had a clue to why the witch was so angry all the time. They did have one piece of knowledge however. The wicked witch had destroyed all the happy things. All the good was no longer here. And the yellow brick road..Well, it was disappearing.
I may be the kid no one thinks could save the world. Or the kid no one See's as a super hero. But I will save a brick road, No witch breeding weeds will swallow up a path once greatly placed before us. You will help me even if you think you don't have the brains, And you , hollow heart. you will help me too. A coward you may be but a coward you'll leave behind. We are going on a hard journey . A witch we must destroy today and you will see, you will see a coward, a hollow heart, and a brainless fool. Not in yourself, But in the one who placed her brand on you first.
