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you
Like the great Oz
You created illusions in my head
Each time I lay in bed
I think of all the wild tales you have said
That put me to sleep at night

Oh you were the light

But in false pretences
Often you find me on the fences
With your religions beliefs

Oh your fake characters play a story
Of rags and glory
Force feeding category

Magicians in the plot
And cartoon animation casting lot
Oh must I find the yellow brick road
And built me into a mold
Of you