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12/28/2006

Wicked



Of good we need so little sign
accepting what we’re told.
With ease do “evil” we assign
to ugly girls and bold.

Though wicked never was her name,
from in the west she flew.
And Glinda “north” then placed the blame
but, truly, Glinda knew

the Kansas girl of innocence;
of pure and simple thought,
escaped beyond the munchkin fence
with shoes she hadn’t bought.

Oh, evil is as evil does
and wicked’s often seen
in those depicted less than good
upon the silver screen.

© copyright 2005 W.D. Neighbors

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