Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame
HE CLICKED HIS RED RUBY SLIPPERS
There’s this man from the Montana prairie
Joined other groups of Yahoo-Ville’s sites
Hoping to make newfound friends in there
Unbeknownst offended gent created fights
His short adventure in other poetry groups
Ended abruptly because of insensitive men
With a clicking his red ruby slippers thrice
Repeated ‘there’s no place like home’ then
This fine man, a poet in his own right, too
Appreciating the friendship of the IWVPA
And of those in the Tranquility Base home
Realizes how extremely grateful he is today
With Granny’s drum near his heart and soul
He now realizes the acceptance of who he is
From truly two amazing groups of friendship
That has bonded very tightly, loving, is this!
©Copyright December 30, 2007 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame
This poem was prompted by the narrative, “There’s No Place Like Home” ~ ©Copyright December 29, 2007 by Terry D. Sutherland