I have a diplodocus,
I call him Hocushocus;
I ride on him to school each day,
I take him to the park to play;
He doesn't bark and never bites,
He doesn't snap and never fights;
He's as gentle as a baby lamb,
He only eats strawberry jam;
He's blue and red, in neat pin stripes,
You should watch him as he types;
He blogs and tweets incessantly,
He sings arias regularly;
He plays the violin and the drum,
while on guitar I softly strum;
You should hear the jokes he knows,
He tells me tales of volcanoes;
You should really watch him dance,
He could put you in a trance;
He does Karate and Kung-fu,
He can make a cheese fondue;
Now, if you think this is a whopper,
that would be truly improper;
I have Focushocus on my mind,
and that is real and unconfined.
So, make a friend, make one today,
and never stop to laugh and play!
in the world of mind migration,
in the land of ImagiNation.
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