Sesame Balanja

Over a bridge and past a bright green meadow appeared a little squidge an angry monstrous short little fellow "Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" He jumped and he whelped screaming such strange things he motioned, and he dotioned, and he complepleded "Let us go and sing of kings and rings... Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" So I went where he motioned under the bridge and into his cavy fridge where he said he makes his devotions and as I tripped on a wire, he smiled a smidge "Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" Soon I realized I could not get up over me had fallen a net and there before me- bones in a pileup I knew this the end, my gullibility my regret A quiet nearing voice behind began to windup... "Come, Come my Sesame Balanja, Follow me to my CrossjaKanga!" Contest: Inky Dinky Parlay Voo Poetry Contest Sponsored By: Caren Krutsinger Poem Name: Sesame Balanja Date: March 7, 2020