I’m not a green-eyed monster.
But my green tea addiction is a bit bizarre.
Some men find I’m a bit unusual… hah!
I’ll never be a pixie captured in a jar.
You gotta love my bird, Mike… my schmoopsie-poo.
The proud Wazowski isn’t going anywhere.
Still interested? Please understand…
Next week I might have pink or purple hair.
I like to shake things up – I’m a proud oddball.
But it doesn’t make me an alien from Toy Story.
So, if you think I’m not a catch… just keep swimming.
Cause the next time you see me, I might look like Dory.
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For The Sunday Muse
https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
I hope your weekend has been wonderful. I have started making fun and whimsical table centerpieces for our sons Disney themed wedding this year. So, it's a litttle hard to think of anything else right now... lol. Have a great day and week.
I love the idea of a green bird named Wazowski! :) This was a fun poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Chrissa.
DeleteThis was wonderful fun to read Vicki!!LOVE it!Shaking things up keeps us all surprised and entertained!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Carrie... aka poem partner. ;-)
DeleteI just love this, Vicki.
ReplyDeleteI think I'd take a chance that she might return as a purple people-eater . . . lol
Lol, thanks, Eddie.
DeleteSurprise them! Love it! My husband can find absolutely no reason for my love of green tea.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Susie.
DeleteDory, ha! Love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shay.
DeleteLight-hearted, fun read, with that tinge of humor. Wonderful word-craft Vicki!
ReplyDeleteHank
Thank you, Hank.
DeleteThis was a fun read....and I'll bet your kids love the centrepieces!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sherry.
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