A little bat slept
under the eaves.
Each morning he'd beg
his mother, "Please,
tell me a bedtime story."
He wanted adventure
or fantasy,
but nothing that was
bloody or too gory.
Gory stories curled
little bat's hair
and gave him
an awful nightmare.
Can you write a nightmare of a poem today? Or you can just tell the story little bat wants to hear. Have fun writing.
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This is my playground for poetry written for children with ideas and inspiration for writing your own poems. Come on in. Sit for a spell, have a cup of words to swirl around and make your own cup of poetry. I'm so glad you are here. I hope you'll find the Kingdom of Poetry a fun place to be.
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Saturday, October 25, 2014
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