by Sarah J Beara
Tuesday, November 12, 2002
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This adorable picture,
I ran across the other day.
He looked so free, so ready to play!
This picture inspired me,
to write a poem,
about this irrisistable bush baby,
And how it must be for him at home.
that he had a big fuzzy daddy, and a big fuzzy mommy,
And little fuzzy brothers Georgie and Tommy.
that he lived in a big big tree in a big big forest, no match for any florist.
He would swing from tree to tree, laughing with glee,
Man oh man I wish that were me!!!!!
that when he went to sleep, his big round bushbaby eyes, would gently close,
And apon his little nose,
There would lay a feather,
From a little baby toucan.
But thats a whole different story,
that calls for more imagination!
This is a little different of a poem then I usually write. I just wanted everyone to realize that using your imagination can lead to many many wonderful new stories and idea's. I had lotsa fun with this poem!
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|Reviewed by Tulula Tadswickle
|I liked it, not my favorite but good, and that picture is so cute they just look so adorable and fuzzy and woowoowoowoowoo(me makeing lovable noises)|
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear! Fuzzy Wussy had no hair! Fuzzy Wuzzy was a Fuzzy Wuzzy was he?
Very sweet write. Bill
|Reviewed by Sally Montoye
|I like this!!!|
|Reviewed by Kacie Rahm
|Cute, ur iressistable, I;m nicknaming you Bush Baby...|