I’m bored this cool
winter evening
I’m tired of the
books I’m reading
So I bring out paper
and pencil
And doodle a small
icicle
Then I shape the next
thing I think
Which happens to be a
bottle of ink
After that a kingdom
and a king
Covered head to toe
with shiny bling
And every king needs
a queen
With a princess short
and stubby
Definitely not tall
and lean
A woman lost deep in
the dark woods
She wishes to get out
of this fear
Ah, if only she could hear
Ah, if only she could hear
I continue onward
with my plan
A map is made to hold
in my hand
Finally I hear the
clock
After I finish my
poodle
It’s an hour past
bedtime already?
Well, it’s sure fun to doodle!
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