Mr. Linden's Library
You will see the vines growing, if you take a look,
They are growing and sprouting right out from the book,
It seems that her drool must have fallen to the book's seed,
Thus began the budding of a weed,
The plant is taking a mind of it's own,
The little girl begins to moan,
As it wraps around her throat,
She is so very scared and she takes a cough and a choke...
But then she wakes up,
It was nothing but a dream and look at that,
It's Christmas morning,
She is so excited to open each present,
And with her family, eat Turkey Pheasant ,
She runs down stairs to find Mom and Dad by the tree,
Her eyes open wide,
"These are all for me?"
Her father says, "Open this one first."
She has tummy butterflies and an excited thirst,
But after she has ripped open the package,
The parents are bewildered to find her have a terrified look,
For the gift she has open, from the dream is the very same book...
Copyright © Clinton Calcanas | Year Posted 2007
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