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A Dr Seuss Post ...

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As a child, I loved Dr Seuss ... The rhymes never made much sense, but the flow of the words always kept my attention ... 

I recently tried my hand as a "Dr Seuss" inspired poem that I thought I would share with all of you.

 

PERNIZZLE

HOOBLE
DOOBLE
And COOBLE
All day long
MOCK
CHOCK and SHEROCK
To your hearts content
JIZZLE
KADIZZLE
And PERNIZZLE
Until you can, no longer
WITTLE
DITTLE
And MITTLE
Until you feel you have had your fill
BAZONK
QAZONK
And RAZONK
Until you cannot go any longer

Now, Go live a little

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