This tree always blooms -
And I always go on vacation
(In the merry month of March)
And I always wish not to go
(But I'm always glad I did)
- Clicking my "heals" together -
How I pass the time of day
when I try to keep from being anxious.
The dreaded HandaSoreAss Rex!
I could while away the hours
Conferrin' with the flowers
Consultin' with the rain.....
Something something something.....
If I only had a brain!
Or a heart. Or courage.
Or a home. (Toto?)
So once a year I leave the Land Of Poppies (Hospice)
and go to the (modern day) Emerald City - L.A!
I am not in Kansas any more for sure!
Like any Journey -
it's all about the first few steps. (Just shoot me)
The bell is *always* out of order.
Better learn to knock.
I have really great life-changing things going on -
And I instead, worry about insane things -
that I can't control.
Just lost in a Vortex.
As usual. *sigh*