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Created on: January 21, 2009
Dreamalures.......
Sly and sneaky weeky in the night,
So peaky neeky and out of sight.
They slither wither into dreams,
Hungry wungry and full of schemes.
Their stomachs fowl, hungry growl,
No child of wild wonder,
William or Warold is safe from Dreamalures hunger.
When their bubbly bellies are empty wempty,
A fire desire ignites to snip and snap dreams.
Wanting to pull until full,
Pray for proo and dreams from Drew
And the new kid at school Stew,
They snipped and snapped him too.
Their eyes where their ears,
And their nose who knows.
Straws for claws
And teeth for teeth,
To slurp and glurp, snip and snap dreams.
Wise words crystal clear,
To steer clear dear
From Dreamalures hunger wunger.
Too bad and sad,
Nothing can stop their dire desire,
To want and haunt and taunt your dreams
Into their grumbling bumbling bellies wellies.
They are the size of pennies wennies,
But grow to show, and then to
The size of a small boys toys,
When their bellies wellies are full wull
Of dreams and schemes.
You will wake up in the morning, mourning,
Sad and glad but mostly mad,
Because all your nightmares and happy mares,
Filled with puffs and tuffs of stuff,
A real assortment comportmant
Of missing dreams, of soccer teams, alien schemes
And all other mean dreams,
Will be long gone at dawn,
For Dreamalures ate, with hate and didn't wait
To gobble wobble up all your dreams and scenes.
Go cry to mommy wommy, or daddy waddy,
But you will find their dreams gone Shawn,
For Dreamalures don't leave even Steve's
Or Sally's dreams beaten and uneaten.
Only way to fight through the night
with light, dark as night and keep safe
From Dreamalures, is to not dream of
Dream scenes, but who can do that,
A cat, a bat, a rat, or even a top hat,
Nope, they dream theme too stew.
Dreamalures will continue to eat and eat and eat
Until your dreams are beat, int their tummies wummies
And gone forever and ever and ever Trevor, very clever
To stay up all night until light, but not clever enough trevor,
Your dreams will be gone forever too,
And yes that means you too Stew......
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Dreamalures.......
S ly and sneaky weeky in the night,
So peaky neeky and out of sight.
They slither wither into dreams,
Hungry
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