Darkness was upon him. Am I dead? he wondered,

It was just a silly munchkin from the wizard of oz! "Oh you silly munchkin! What are you doing here?" he asked wondrously. but before he could ask more...

it broke into song. The wonder ceased as he realised the munchkin was tone-deaf and couldn't sing at all. "Oh, I see now. You need help!" The munchkin nodded. "I'll call Mr Cowell

and get an Idol voice coach to help you out." The munchkin was grateful. "A voice coach would be great, but maybe you could also arrange a composer to write me a hit song about

the plight of the Lollipop guild." He continued to play up the economic hardship the munchkins faced and its toll on his mom. The Idol producers lapped it up. Just then, Dorothy

said, "If you think Paula was crackpot judge wait until you put the Scarecrow in the seat. Idiotic phrases emit from his sack mouth like crap out of a goose." She put her ruby

bamboo over the shoulder of the flaxen ox on it's way to the Buddha shower. Spring was the kind of day that blatantly rang out it's very core values unto the gaggle that lay there.

We lazed about with peace in our heart. The guru smiled in deeply. "Let a smile be your umbrella." "Keep on truckin'" "Hang in there." Deep thoughts from the master. The mantra was

"Don't worry, be happy". We passed the hookah around again.The guru opened his mouth to incant "Ommmm". I snapped and yelled "When are going to learn to fly and hynpotize chicks?"

The answer came from the old,wise,black as the darkest night guru's dog(talking dog,obviously):-Patience my child!Hynpotizeing is a bit more complicated than hypnosis.Puppy steps!