The Wizard of Pollution Land, Part 2.


Dorothy woke up in a new world. It was just like her home, but worse. There was a thick fog that limited her sight greatly. She was leaning her back against a rock while seated on a painful cushion of glass. The fog was lifting and Dorothy found herself staring at a monster that looked like a chimpanzee, but it had no shoulders.


“H-h-i,” Dorothy said. “Who are you?”

“Well!” said the monster. “I’ll tell you.”

He sang!

D is the first letter
U is the second, too.
M is third letter
P is the fourth letter
K is the fifth letter
I is the sixth letter
N is the seventh and
That spells Dumpkin
Dumpkin is me and
I welcome you to the
Wonderful Pollution Land!

Dorothy smiled. The Dumpkin said, “What do you need here?”


“Then go home.”

“I can’t.”

“Going home is just reverse of how you came here.”

“I don’t know how I came here.”

“Okay, listen closely. there’s a castle that belongs to the wonderful Wizard of Pollution Land. Only he can fulfill your request. You must travel down the Dirty Brick Road down to the gates. When you reach the gates, you must say my name or they will not let you in.” explained the Dumpkin.

Dorothy nodded.

“And I ask you to beware of the Wicked Witch of the Western Hemisphere. She’s a crab. She always needs slaves to work on her long-neglected house. And remember, you are very well off by not meeting her in the first place. Or she’ll track you down all over the place.”

“Okay, thank you very much.”

She then began to skip down the road until she vanished out of sight.

To be continued…

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