Inferno in Oz - 8

Let us take a moment, friends,
Observe the whole violent ado
As little bird on languid limb,
And have a quick review:

Dorothy, infused with rage
Aided by her faithful beast
Journeys north, while the Tin Man
Ventures from the east.

His charge? To locate Oscar Diggs
(The Wiz - though hardly "Wonderful"),
Drag him home to face his wrong,
And make him pay in full.

Meanwhile, Oscar and his guard
(the stoic, copper Tik-Tok man),
Sneaks the Munchkin countryside
(All part of the plan:

First, his hunter, Man of Tin;
A threat he'll need to neutralize --
For that, the Wiz knows just the thing:
A girl with bright blue eyes.)

Glinda, Witch of purest Good,
Rises from the southern ground,
Tilts her head toward the sky,
And makes a whistling sound.

They come in flocks of five or six,
Thundering across the sky:
A hundred angry dragon-apes
With wings to let them fly.

"Take me to the City, friends --
We haven't any time to lose!
I've got to stop this awful war,
And I'm out of magic shoes!"

The lion-kitten, full of fear,
Hiding in the tallest trees,
Spies a cornfield to the west,
And smiles at what he sees.

"The Scarecrow! Thank my lucky stars!
He'll help make things right again,
I shall join him presently --
And have him use his brain!"

While at home in Emeraldville,
Guard of greenish whisker hair
Bravely guards the palace gate
(from underneath a chair).

And worst of all, King Ruggedo
Leads his fearsome Nomish hordes;
A monstrous trek toward the throne
Behind the emerald doors.

Thus, with that bit squared away,
And all the armies in the fore,
Let us to our tale return;
And brace for fire and war.

(End of Act II.)

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- © Jackson Cambridge, 2016.