February 12, 2018

Someday I’ll wish upon a starAnd wake up where the clouds are farBehind me.Where troubles melt like lemon dropsAway above the chimney topsThat’s where you’ll find me. “Over The Rainbow” by Harold Arlen You may not live in the “Merry Old Land of Oz,” but politicians make their livings by pretending to be the Wizard. […]