I Am In Such a Fibbernuggy Gobblemeister Mood
I am a wiggle button cremaster! I am a ghostly wiggle button weebutter!
Words flow in happy gobblemeisters today, and I cannot stop them.
I am in such a terrific fibbernuggly mood, my friend, Mr ClutterHutter!
Why do you call me that? My husband asked. Makes me rethink him.
A clowbugger, a barwiggle, a tromaker too! I sing loudly now and hot.
The more I free up my imagination, the louder and happier I sing.
Drew the purple polka dotted pony with red mane yesterday, did I not?
Loving my imagination today. Knowing the creativity she will soon bring.
My zigglemistic toes tap out a poem, so I am in the happiness zone.
The gobblemeister joyfulness of my imagination dance is plain.
I am new, fresh, revitalized. My fibbernuggly self I happily hone.
Creativity pens a fairy pirate queen’s unicorn holding a glittery I-phone.
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