A Collection of Poetry, Writing and Art
This picture does not really mean anything. It is just one of those things when you wake up and you have an urge to create.
On the matter of the quote, I have always thought Mr. Wonka was incredible with all his quirky candies and wacky words, so I decided to put him in some art.
This animal is called a Zimacsed. It lives in a strange country called Pigle-fuff. It has a turtle shell, a sail on its back, a long neck and tail, and very large eyes.
Its eyes are for spotting predators and its shell and whip-like tail are for fighting them off. Also, its sail is supposed to keep it warm. Lastly, they use their necks to bash other creatures who try and enter its territory.
Can you try and draw more creatures of Pigle-fuff?
What do these lines make you think about? Railroad tracks? The legs of some strange creature? The bars of an empty prison cell? They make me think of snow falling over the forests (I wish we got more of that where I live). Whatever they make you think of, I hope it is something nice.
I am the march bird, the march bird, the march bird,
Oh yes, oh wonderful I!
As I sat in my nest
I noticed a pest,
And he went by a name, which was fly.
So I said buzz off, but he just gave a cough.
I told him goodbye, but he just sat there, fly.
So then crunch was the sound of that guy.
It was early March morning, and I got a warning from a birdie way up in the sky.
There would be ants in my pants,
And frogs that would dance,
On top of my blueberry pie!
As I lie in bed tonight,
I think of things that give me fright,
from mummies in their grimy tombs,
to closet creatures in my room.
I hear a deafening growl and then,
I know my doom is sealed.
The end.
I cut the Bigfoot’s hair.
It gave me quite a scare,
He is sitting around in my chair,
And if you look in town square,
you can still see me there,
cutting the Bigfoots hair.
A monster’s hiding in my bed
his horns are sharp
his eyes are red.
He is blob, his slime is seeping
up the bed, he is slowly creeping.
Oh geez, it’s climbing up.
I don’t want a piece of stuff.
Oh my, oh me, oh help, oh no!
Oh wait, it’s just Jell-O.