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Elmo Hit Woody Woodpecker

Elmo Hit Woody Woodpecker


Woody Woodpecker was going too fast he hit dust
When Elmo ran right after him in earnest eager must
Oh my, oh my, that was a real wild hit and bad image
Too bad for Woody Woodpecker looked like a squashed spinach.


Written Aug. 20, 2015
Theresa Marie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Pinet Avatar
August 24, 2015 at 12:15 PM
Well chosen words come alive in the reading and we cannot suppress a smile at the descriptive narration. Emile.
Cw Avatar
August 26, 2015 at 1:09 PM
Thank you very much Emile for stopping by and leaving a comment on this penned poem of mine of woody woodpecker.... Theresa
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2015 at 6:58 AM
Cute and really cute image... made me smile this morning my dear Theresa! Love, Jack xxx
Cw Avatar
August 23, 2015 at 1:11 AM
Thank you so very much Jack for your sweet comment on this penned poem, glad I could make you smile. Love and hugs Theresa
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