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Grandma Goodie, Goodie

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Have you met, good old Grandma Goodie, Goodie, With her gingerbread house of sweets emporium, Tasty treats unwholesome to eat, but oh in pleasures Indulgence, she corners the market, the bitter, To the sweet, with her delicious confectionery delights. Skip, skip along the forest path of the unknown Trail, it’s the only way to find this elderly ladies, Fabled cottage of gumdrops and Lully pops. Crumbling bread crumbs did you leave behind, a mark to Follow but the black birds did eat them, piece by tender piece. So lost you became in the wilderness wild, that you feared never To escape, from this evergreen forest of nightmares. Oh brother's grim, did the futures outcome look bleak until you, Spotted, good old grandma's goodie, goodies emporium sign. Come in all little children, and dine. As giant candy canes lined the walk ways Entrance of honeycomb’s of flavor to savor. It taw’s late the hour for which you arrived, But this elderly dame entered with a heart felt Welcomes deepest desire, come along child Of man, whatever you most wish will appear by Your sweet tooth’s command. She’s just a sweet elderly gran after all, What harm could there be in excepting her Hospitality, beware, says the phrase do not Take candy from strangers comes to mind! Nibble, nibble on her gingerbread window sill, And fast asleep shall thee fall, under a witches Ungodly spell, incantations evil enchantress, Hidden beneath a grannies disguise of lavender And white lace. But illusions fade with the light of day, And darkness must shed their masks of deception, Before striking at their intended prey. Yet modern technology, rings the apps sounding Bell, awakening me from this childhood story gone Cannibal! As I take a deep signs breathe of relief, My clock radio goes off, and on it is a Commercial break, advertising a candy shops Grand opening, just then a chill runs right Through me freezing my blood to the bone, Come along the announcer speaks, to Grandma Goodies emporium of delicious treats, And I promise you won’t be disappointed My dear friends and listeners. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 10/31/2015 1:21:00 AM
Ha, I'm still loving this one, never disappointed. LINDA
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Date: 10/3/2015 8:26:00 PM
Oh, my.... I'd pass this house right up. I know Hansel and Gretal.... Hahaha. Anyways, I'm glad advertisement does not work on me, unless it's the walking dead or unicorns prancing around. Then Grandma goodies here I come. Enjoyed
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Date: 10/3/2015 3:17:00 PM
you illustrate so finely the many layers of plots and sub-plots with such ease, cherl... i am impressed.. take me to grandma!.. huggs
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Date: 10/3/2015 6:02:00 AM
This poem literally took me on a roller coaster ride of emotions starting from peace to anticipation to laughter. truly a masterpiece, this one is a fav :)
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Date: 10/2/2015 6:40:00 PM
Is it for the Halloween contest? Good thing it was just a bad dream! I recently saw The Visit and it was about grandparents gone bad. This kind of reminds me of that movie!
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Date: 10/2/2015 3:39:00 PM
I just loved your poem! It was wonderful!
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