The Poetic Poem of Jimmybelle

In reading class this week, I wrote a poem called 'The Poetic Poem of Poetry'. My good friend - who on the blogs is called Jimmybelle - really liked the poem. I promised to send it to her, but I forgot to write it down because the journal I wrote it in stays at school. Curse my short term memory. Well, I felt really guilty, so on Friday night I sat down and wrote Jimmybelle poem. Then I sent it to her. And now I'm posting it here. I'm going to shut up now and just post the thing, but first I must say that there are a few things in the poem you might not understand...


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I know of a girl

Who has magical powers

Who will braid my short hair

And dreams of large flowers

Her name is Jimmybelle

She happens to be quite insane

But she’s also quite awesome

So don’t make me say it again

She draws rainbow squirrels

That are fat and wide

They are the best squirrels ever

So in them Jimmybelle takes pride

And Jimmybelle’s dreams of flowers

Scare me quite a bit

The flowers are giant

So you can either run or submit

Being squashed by a flower

Doesn’t seem very amusing

And El Dancing Pickle

I just find confusing

I had a dream once, you know

Jimmybelle and I were under a giant mushroom

Skulduggery Pleasant joined us for tea

As did a shape-shifting broom

Not only does she radiate good energy

Jimmybelle’s a great friend

I hope you can get to know her

‘Cause she’ll make you laugh until the end