I know tomorrow is Poetry Day, but I stumbled onto this one from March 23, 2013. It’s an older poem and I don’t remember the exact day I wrote it. Still, it’s a weird one that I want to reshare simply for those who weren’t here the first time. No idea why I was cranking out so much poetry in 2013 though.

Young Frankenstein
(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




Sounds like a creature to include in Windemere! 😄😊
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Definitely.
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I think it’s just plain fun!
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Agreed!
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Thanks.
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Not creepy at all.
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Thanks.
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😊
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Very weird, very fun!
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Thanks.
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Honestly, that sounds like a toy one of the kids might bring to school this fall.
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If only I can build it and make money off it.
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