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A great cyclone arose from the clashing of the weather,

Transporting Dorothy’s house, just like it was a feather.

She and Toto found themselves in a land both beautiful and strange.

A fan of her own country, she was resistant to the change.

A kiss, from the good witch, was given for protection,

To “follow the yellow brick roads” was the principal direction.

This story would be very different, perhaps even incomplete

Without those special shoes that now adorned Dorothy’s feet.

Never underestimate the value of a good pair of shoes,

Or where they could lead you with just a few more clues.

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