The Yellow Brick Road …

The Yellow Brick Road …


I first went off to college, then I went off to work.
I got a boring job as a boring little clerk.
Not working on the weekend must be my only perk.

> > > > Where is that yellow brick road?


My apartment is tiny and I don’t have a car.
I run to catch the subway; thank God it’s not too far.
The highlight of my evening is just a candy bar.

> > > > Where is that yellow brick road?


I water all my plants and I open up my mail.
No interesting letters, just more stuff that’s on sale.
Happy, single women? That must be an old wives tale.

> > > > Where is that yellow brick road?


Don’t want to be alone; I don’t want to be a wife.
Don’t want to have a housemate; I just don’t need the strife.
I guess I am still hoping to find a better life.

> > > > Where is that yellow brick road?


Dorothy and the Tin Man were both reaching for a dream.
Scarecrow and the Lion, all together as a team.
There’s no one here to help me. I think I’m going to scream!

> > > > There is no yellow brick road.




Meter pattern: 13-13-13-7
Rhyme pattern: a-a-a-b