Walking along the downtown square,
observing the many great sigtings,
like The Book Gallery, Smith’s Drug Store,
that wonderful pub they call The Londoner.
None of them provide what I’m looking for.

So I keep on looking around, and around,
to this antique store, and that antique store.
And all I see is old books, old magazines,
old pictures, old drawings, and old figurines.

And on I go, to another antique store,
looking for Dorothy, looking for Toto.
Where could they possibly be?

Finally I go over to the counter,
where a nice gentleman is seated.
I ask “Do you have any Wizard of Oz items?”
Responding in the most fabulous way imaginable,
the nice gentleman said “No,
but I can order you some.”

“All right,” I reacted a little exuberant.
“Okay, could you please order me some stamps?”
“Will do,” said the nice gentleman, clicking on eBay
for some Dorothy, and some Toto.

So he searched… and searched… and searched…
and finally said “Here’s some stamps from 1989.”
I looked at it, and there was Dorothy, and there was Toto.
“I want it,” I said. “I can’t tell you how much
I love Judy Garland.”

And in the end, for five dollars, I was heading
somewhere over the rainbow.

A.J. Chilson