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Friday, 27 April 2018

NaPoWriMo Day 27

Hello Readers,

Welcome to day 27 of national poetry writing month. Today's poem is another fun children's poem, about ...

(image by Pawel86, Pixabay artist)

The Gremlin Under My Bed 

There's a gremlin living under my bed,
With bulging eyes and a slimy head,
He steals all of my black socks,
When he arrives time stops,
I told my mum the other day,
But she said, 'don't be silly go away,'
I caught him eating my last sweet,
With fangs protruding from his feet,
And what on earth am I to do?
When he's drinking all my super glue,
I wanted to tell my favourite teacher,
Or even our town preacher,
But I know they won't believe,
I have a gremlin refusing to leave,
So I told him he could stay,
After all was done and said,
Because I knew he'd never go away,
But he's happy as long as he's fed,
And when I grow old and grey,
And it becomes my time,
Because he's here to stay,
He'll be passed to next in line.

Thanks for reading,
Louise.

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