In Wacky Wilda's Magic Shop
the items sold will make jaws drop.
It sells lots of magic brooms
and a powder that goes BOOM.
I bought something there that lurks under my bed.
Sometimes it crawls on top of my head.
They sell everything that's cool.
Some of them will even drool.
Here is a poem inspired by a stuffed "Felix the Cat" from the "magic suitcase."
THE CAT DRESSED IN BLACK
Felix the Cat wears a big bow tie
and looks like he just ate a big piece of pie.
He has a big nose that can turn on a hose.
What else he can do with it, nobody knows.
He stands on two feet, doesn't eat very neat,
and his favorite food is meat.
He has big eyes; you can tell when he lies.
He likes to lie because he's sly.
Session #3's poem was inspired by a tiny ball with
an angry, beat-up face from the "magic suitcase."
He had a fright. He had to bite
because he had no arms to fight.
One of his friends is Fishy Fry Face.
All of his friends live out in space.
Planet Dimwit and Planet Nitwit is where he lives,
and everyone on those planets fib.
He is Funny Fred
and now he lays in bed.