I Had a Little Poem

I had a little poem
Frolicking through my head.
“Come and play with me!”
The little poem pled.

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Mr. Virus’ Frolic

Mr. Virus came to visit
One warm lovely winter day.
He knocked upon my door,
“Let me in!  I want to play!”

“No!”  I firmly said,
Shoving elderberry his way.
“Skedaddle!  I’m on my way to bed.
I refuse to play!”

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