My friend Cloverflower told me something AMAZING. She told me what this is: POEM. I will tell you what Poem is. It is this: words that sound nice together. Sometimes they do this: Rhyme. That means they sound the same at the ends. Sometimes a Poem tells a story!
Then she said, *Bud, why don’t you use that thingamajigger you keep Jumping on, and write down a Poem?*
She means my Magic Pink Rock. I Jump words on it. I nodded, I wanted to Jump Words That Sound Nice Together. I wanted to Jump a Poem! Then I would tell Worldwide Spider my Poem, and maybe Worldwide would put the Poem in its Web!
This is the Poem I Jumped!
I like things to lick
I’m not very quick
I want a big stick.
But Cloverflower said, *Bud, that’s not right. You have to do the Rhymes in a Certain Way, like Hookahs, or Limey Rocks, or Lamby Penny Meter. And it has to Make Sense.*
I shook my head. I did not want to Jump about Limey Rocks! I did not know what Lamby Penny Meter was! And Hookahs Are Not Poems!
But I did want to Make Sense. I wanted to Jump about things I like! I wanted to Jump about things I Knew! So I Jumped another Poem!
Cloverflower is here
Telling me what to Jump
The sounds go in my ear
And come out of my Rump.
Then I laughed because it was funny and true!
Cloverflower looked at my Poem. She made the noise that Flutterglow calls *exasperated*. I do not know why. Then she said, *Whatever, Bud. It’s not really GOOD Poetry, but I guess the rhymes are alright. But I have Important Things To Do. You can keep writing … uh, Jumping, and I will come back later to look at your Poems.*
I nodded. I would Keep Jumping, and she would Come Back Later to Look at my Poems.
Then I Jumped this:
This one time, I hid in a Plop.
Then Flutterglow came with a *POP*
She gave me a Look
Then we *POPPED* to the Brook
And I floated until she said Stop.
It was a good Poem. But I wanted to Jump more! So I Jumped this:
I live in a log.
It is full of all my things.
And ants live here too.
That one did not Rhyme, but I liked it anyway!
And then I was done. I do not know why.
I will go tell my Poems to Worldwide Spider now.
Goodbye from Bud Mushroom.
P.S. It was really the Pond, not a Brook, but Pond Does Not Rhyme. Goodbye again from Bud Mushroom.
P.P.S. Pond DOES Rhyme with Frond and Wand and Fond. It does not Rhyme with Look. I do not know why. Goodbye again again from Bud Mushroom.
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