PARODY Poem by Madison Mclawhorn

It was one tuesday long ago.
The birds were squealing.
And the oceans were shallow.
As the sun stopped revealing.
My dog said hi, and I fainted right there.
My mother said I was insane.
But I didn’t care.
So she took me to therapy that day.
The doctor was a moose, and he spoke to a llama.
They spoke of the news, and sang the drama.
Mrs Hippo was a singer and fell down the stairs.
So they buried her in the backyard.
And she blew up the secret lair.
And so her soul and the llama sparred.
Then the moose looked me in the eyes.
You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.
You may be a mind reader in disguise.
My actual name is llama Moose.

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