Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Here Weepie Here Cleanie

Let’s have a seven dwarf Christmas the fru fru mice said.
They invited the woodland dwarfs; fed them butter and bread.
I’m happy said Happy. I’m sleepy said Sleepy.
I see a pattern, where is Dopey and Weepy?

The mice had it wrong. There was no Weepy Dwarf.
But they looked for him in the woods, and down by the wharf.
For once a mouse gets the wrong idea inside of his head
They will not release it until they are dead.

I heard them calling “Here Weepy!” for a night and a day.
I rolled my eyes, as I heard those mice play.
One of the gullibles said, I think there’s one named Cleanie too.
I heard them yelling “Here Cleanie” way down in the bayou.

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Valsa George December 2, 2021 at 9:01 PM How much more interesting this tale would be for children if the oldies can enjoy it so much. Rhymes come so handy for you Caren~~ Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2021 at 11:15 PM I have to admit I can write a rhyming poem with 8 lines in less than three minutes (typing it). I have timed myself; this is a gift that I feel is one of my God-given talents. And I do appreciate it greatly.

L Milton Hankins December 2, 2021 at 1:59 PM I didn't realize mice were so gullible, but I guess they are. Why else would they be so misguided to cheese when there are so many other goodies to munch on. Wow! I love cheese, so why wouldn't mice???? Caren Krutsinger December 2, 2021 at 8:21 PM I love peanut butter too, and they ADORE peanut butter!