Best Cubby Poems

I was putting my things in my cubby.
Second grade, young, and not yet chubby.
Somehow I stood there
In my nighty-night wear,
I cried while asleep, “Dear God, help me!”

© July 21, 2010...

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The youngest Mouseketeers, they were
The ones who sang goodbye.
If you watched “Mickey Mouse Club,”
You’d remember if you try.

Her long blond curls and winsome smile
Had cross-the-board appeal
And pairing them together
Really seemed to seal the deal.

Though Cubby lives, I just found out
That Karen’s, sadly, gone,
So “now it’s...

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