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.