The former wizard of Oz was floating over Kansas not wanting to get down from his balloon. He thought about the mundane existence he would have to go back to, far away from where he had been revered. Tears fell from his cheeks and he imagined them turning into huge raindrops and falling on the passersby. He started to softly sing the tune Wizomania "Who's the mage whose major itinerary is making all Oz merrier? Who's the sage who sagely sailed in to save our posteriors? Whose enthuse for hot air ballooning has all of us honeymooning? Woo—oo—oo… wiz-n't he wonderful? Our wonderful wizard!" he slumped into the basket that was me they were talking about he thought sadly I was their wonderful wizard. He sat up and lowered the balloon smelling the animals and grass "I'm definitely not in Oz anymore" he groaned.