You're looking for a wizard? Don't look here. (I'm no Professor Marvel. I'm a sham.) Whenever I sense someone's need or fear, I play the part. I let them think I am. It's true I lie, but as a poet lies. We both were boring Kansas born and bred. (I think it's black and white life we despise.) We long for rainbow tinted lands instead. To raise an emerald city was their dream. Don't hurry back too soon, for as you view it so you build it too and it would seem the old (if I've done my job well) is new. So make your own Oz. Find your own way home. Now go. Don't trust this poet, trust your poem.