What a Bad Dream
I had a dream that I made a magic potion.
After I mixed it up, I drank the potion down.
Then weird things started to happen,
just like in a spooky show on television.
I grew pointy fangs and long claws.
I had bat wings and a long tail.
I could roar so loud that I scared everybody,
and they left me alone.
Then I did whatever I wanted.
I lived all by myself.
My room looked just the way I wanted it to look.
I had cookies and ice cream for breakfast.
I never brushed my fur or my fangs
and I never changed my clothes.
I got a gorilla for a pet.
I didn't go to school.
I just rode my bicycle wherever I wanted.
We ate ice cream and fudge pops for lunch.
We played outside as long as we wanted--
even after it was dark.
At dinnertime we just ordered in pizza and didn't use napkins.
I never took a bath--even if I was dirty.
I kept lizards and frogs and snakes in the tub.
I watched television as late as I wanted
and never even had to go to bed.
I got sleepy anyway and went upstairs.
But there was no one to tuck me in and read me a story.
Then I got scared,
and there was no one to give me a hug.
I began to cry.
I wanted my mommy and daddy.
Suddenly someone was shaking me.
It was my mom and dad.
"You had a bad dream, " they said.
"Time to put you in bed," said Dad.
"That's not a magic potion, is it?" I asked.
"No, it's just warm milk," said Mom.
"Good,"I said."I don't want a magic potion."
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