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Freaky Dreams

Sometimes I have some very freaky dreams,
where I am strangely always the big star;
and part of weird situations it seems.

When I awake my dream seems gone and far,
like did I really jump off a high cliff;
maybe did-  because I have a huge scar.

In my dream I have a pet skunk called Sniff
I am giving Sniff a bath in the river;
then sleeping in the snow till I am stiff.

I wander a house so cold I shiver,
laughing to self searching in the attic;
I hear my name and I start to quiver.

Its a doll talking- I scream dramatic,
I seem to jump from each scene all quirky;
my fanciful dreams are so erratic.

Oh, I've lost Sniff, that little skunk perky,
I wake-  and my dream has gone all murky.

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April 4, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Freaky Dreams
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Krutsinger Avatar
April 4, 2019 at 11:49 AM
Quirky and delightful, Constance!
La France Avatar
April 5, 2019 at 4:46 PM
Caren, thanks for visiting, isn't the baby squirrel delightful ~
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