Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Poem in the Gnomeland

In Gnomeland there's a thing
It looks silver like a birds wing
The thing is round, and somewhat brown
This thing sits low on the ground
No matter where you look, it's around
It creeps and it crawls
Towards jeeps and walls
Is this thing big or small?
With beady eyes like a bug
Fuzzy like an afghan rug
A little blue lobster tail
A cape made of crinkly kale
Little bit of zebra skin
A body made of a trash bin
What the heck is this thing?
Meh, call it the Robbewoping

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