Chucky And I

"Peek-a-boo," Chucky said to me
Seek and hide, we played
Meek was I when I hid
Leek I smelled as Chucky swayed.

Agile Chucky prowled inside the house
Fragile was I when I shrugged
Tactile is he whenever he talks to me
Ductile was the glass floors when Chucky got mad and thugged.
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