One Last Day...

With a crash of those drums you know it’s begun

The beginning to the end.

With munchkins on ropes and Glinda that floats

The fairytale descends.

With a magical tick tock of the time dragon clock

Costume changes go in a flash.

Morrible turns very mean as Elphie turns rather green

And quickly makes her assent.

Fiyero turns somewhat brainless as Boq looses his heart

While Nessa is finding her feet.

After Elphie’s Lament, a final cat fight in Oz;

In a puff of smoke comes last scene.

Now their time spent in Oz was a thing to behold

Another night gone of dancing and singing.

In a whirling haze they’d taken to the stage

And set people straight on the story.

When next morning arrived the only ticking that survived

Was that of the bedside alarm.

The dream they had lived in at that glorious theatre

May have finished but won’t be forgotten.