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Wacky Poetry

Here's something a little different. My son inspired a wacky (maybe even fractured) poem. So I thought I would share it with all of you.

Hearing Lightning 
 by VS Grenier

I hear lightning,
I smell rain,
I see thunder,
I'm insane!

Okay, so my baby girl has this thing about putting things up her nose. Mostly fuzz! So this wacky yet slightly lame poem just popped into my head.

Fuzz...Fuzz
by VS Grenier

Fuzz from my toes,
Goes into my nose.
Fuzz from my pocket,
 Doesn't fit my eye socket.

Now for some fractured nursery rhymes.

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to her cupboard
To put arsenic in her husband's tea, 
When she look inside,
She heard him chide,
"You won't be killing me."


Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Looking at the bills she needed to pay,
She'd lost her job,
And began to sob,
"I'll need to rob a bank today."

I would love for you to leave a comment or share a fractured/wacky poem of your own. And for those of you who remember...here is a fractured fairytale to watch.


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