(This poem was done during my ‘depressed’ phrase after someone challenged me to write something that was happy, strange, and childish. I think it’s still creepy.)
I wish I had
A Cuddle Wuddle
Not a big one
I want a small one
One with fur
As blue as sky
It would have three tails
For shooing flies
And four wings
Of golden feathers
Two eyes front
One eye back
So it could see behind
I also can’t forget
Its lollipop hair
That is my Cuddle Wuddle
I want it real bad
So who wants to buy it
Before I get mad
Legends of Windemere 
awwwwwwww (((Charles)))
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ummm. It is a bit awkward isn’t it. Give me my cuddle wuddle or else. Like a gangsta toddler. 😀
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It’s even stranger if you think of a childish voice saying it.
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i shivered
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The first time I read it out loud in a child-like voice, which creeped out a few people. I was going for the kid threatening to throw a public temper tantrum, so I didn’t realize the ‘yikes’ factor until I read it out loud.
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Haha, sickeningly cute, Charles. Very good. 🙂
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Thanks. I think you’re the first one to say cute instead of creepy. Honestly, I’m starting to wonder if this would be a premise to a horror movie instead of a kid’s toy. Like a murderous Care Bear on acid.
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Yea, definitely on the creepy side
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