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"bingity" poems
One night, when my head lay nestled Softly against some down, One night in particular I was awakened by a sound. Perhaps I am dreaming? I thought to myself. But if I am dreaming, How can I ponder to myself? Awake. Yes I am certain of this. Awoken from my slumber it is obvious. But why? Is what I wonder. Why so suddenly? And sure enough the answer, Was right in front of me. A rappity tap A rappity tap TAP TAP Subtle..but I heard that. I slowly lower myself from bed, Careful not to bump my head. I tippity-toe tippity-toe To my bedroom door Which of course, To my remorse Is on the upper floor. I peer around the corner, But I know that no one is home. Its just me and Mr. Mittens Other than that, I'm all alone. I creep along the hallway, Careful not to alert my guest I stop atop my spiral staircase, And listen closely for the rest. Bingity boom Bingity BOOM BOOM!! That was definitely in my living room! Wide awake and terrified, I grip the railing very tight. Step by step I ease along, Bumping every picture on the wall. My heart is pounding in my chest. I need a second to catch my breath. 1... 2... 3... Its quiet now or so it seems.. 4... 5... 6... Maybe thats the end of it. I take a breath and begin to step.. Zippity zap! ZIPPITY ZAP! ZAP! Something just flew by so very fast! Thats it I've had enough! Enough of all this really weird stuff! I MARCH right into the living room, And walk right into a zooming zoom! ZOOM! A lamp goes crash CRASH! A fur ball goes dash DASH! Aha! I marvel at the scene. A scene that is EXACTLY as it seems. "MR. MITTENS YOU DROP THAT MOUSE! NO MORE ROUGH HOUSING AROUND MY HOUSE!"
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
theREDxLEADER
The Intellectual Misconceptions of Professor Merrynot
One night, when my head lay nestled Softly against some down, One night in particular I was awakened by a sound. Perhaps I am dreaming? I thought to myself. But if I am dreaming, How can I ponder to myself? Awake. Yes I am certain of this. Awoken from my slumber it is obvious. But why? Is what I wonder. Why so suddenly? And sure enough the answer, Was right in front of me. A rappity tap A rappity tap TAP TAP Subtle..but I heard that. I slowly lower myself from bed, Careful not to bump my head. I tippity-toe tippity-toe To my bedroom door Which of course, To my remorse Is on the upper floor. I peer around the corner, But I know that no one is home. Its just me and Mr. Mittens Other than that, I'm all alone. I creep along the hallway, Careful not to alert my guest I stop atop my spiral staircase, And listen closely for the rest. Bingity boom Bingity BOOM BOOM!! That was definitely in my living room! Wide awake and terrified, I grip the railing very tight. Step by step I ease along, Bumping every picture on the wall. My heart is pounding in my chest. I need a second to catch my breath. 1... 2... 3... Its quiet now or so it seems.. 4... 5... 6... Maybe thats the end of it. I take a breath and begin to step.. Zippity zap! ZIPPITY ZAP! ZAP! Something just flew by so very fast! Thats it I've had enough! Enough of all this really weird stuff! I MARCH right into the living room, And walk right into a zooming zoom! ZOOM! A lamp goes crash CRASH! A fur ball goes dash DASH! Aha! I marvel at the scene. A scene that is EXACTLY as it seems. "MR. MITTENS YOU DROP THAT MOUSE! NO MORE ROUGH HOUSING AROUND MY HOUSE!"
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