Imagination's Door

Imagination's Door
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Friday, November 20, 2009

Choosing Friends

The porcupine
Was a friend of mine.
She was as prickly as could be.
Imagine that
When I gave her a hat,
She threw it back at me!

The prickly pine
Was a friend of mine.
He was as prickly as could be.
Imagine what!
He called me a nut
When I gave him a cup of tea.

When I turned nine,
Mom said it's time
You chose your friends more wisely.

So I got a cat.
Now where's everyone at?
It's not easy to tame a wild kitty.

He's nice and so furry.
What's the big hurry?
What's more, he's not even prickly!
But he's soft like a bunny.
Sure, he smells kinda funny
And he seems to be rather tickly.
You say his stripes are charming?
What's that? Alarming?!
Whoops! HEY! Wait for me!

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