CREATIVITY
This is a poem, I'm writing right now.
How creative can I be?
A visual image will start this off, a red round object is coming toward ME!
This big round object it bounces quite high,
it also is quite squishy.
And if you can't take MY word for it, just go and ask the fishy!
What fishy is this, you well might ask,
well let me tell you, dear.
This fishy is not ordinary instead he grows red hair.
Upon his noble head it grows,
and grows, and grows some more.
And if we didn't cut it, it would grow right out the door!
Now if you walk right through this door and stop and wait a while,
You might just see a special thing, my smiley crocodile.
He moves his hips so wiggily,
It makes me want to laugh!
And once I've laughed my head off, I move on to my Giraffe!
An Original Poem by Brooke Thomas and Theresa Gervais
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