…
(he’s feeling a little woozy)
He’s in a nonstop writing slump,
and this one is a doozy.
Harry wants a heffalump,
not a ferret nor a frog.
He’s had it with cat-astrophes
and can’t get his dog to blog.
He’s just invented the swooshiphone
(or…what the heck is that thing?)
and he needs a pet to peddle it
and make his poems sing.
Harry wants a heffalump
some handsome pet to brag on.
And if the heffalump won’t jump,
then Harry wants a dragon.
…
Quickly prompted.
Very Seussical.
This is hilarious! I love the second stanza; you’re SO creative!
This is MARVELOUS–I love it!
I’d settle for a dragon 🙂
Harry’s kind of demanding and forceful – I’m sure a heffalump does not want him!
Awww. . . but heffalumps and woozles are very confuzle! 😀