She asked if I was some sort of Wizard the way I was passing out Heart. I told Her no, but with a little courage in me I could be Her L. Frank Baum and show Her the way to Oz where a little brain could send Her Somewhere Over the Rainbow. She smiled, clicked Her heels and eased on down the road. Leaving me with a stiff axe and having to oil my own Tin Man. If I only had a Dorothy who'd walk my brick road.......
