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Owain Glyn


Whumplethump goes Missing (Part One)


I think I've lost poor Whumplethump

I had him yesterday,

I put him in the garden

And left him there to play.

But when I went to look for him

He's nowhere to be found,

It could be that he's hiding

So I'll have a look around.


I'll search the shed and flowerbed

And look beneath the hedge,

Investigate below the gate

Then check the window ledge.

I'll look around the apple tree

And under that old log,

If I still can't find him

I'll check inside the dog!


I don't think Jake could swallow him

A Whumplethump's too big,

But on the other hand, of course

That dog's a real pig!

I've known him eat a Whigglewoggle

Whole, with just one bite,

And watched him hunt for Whumplethumps

On cold and moonlit nights.


I do not think he'd catch one

They're very clever things,

They're short and fat with corkscrew legs

And little leather wings.

Their heads are flat, with purple eyes

Their hair, two shades of green,

Their ears can travel up and down

Which makes their hearing keen.


They feast on creepy crawlies

That they find upon the lawn,

They get up very early

To hunt for slugs at dawn.

But most of all they love cream cakes

And currant buns, as well,

The problem is that mixing them

Creates a dreadful smell.


Then you can sense them coming

Even though they're out of sight,

Coz the blue fog they've created

Can block out the strongest light.

So what I'll do is get some cakes

And place them on the lawn,

Then hide among the bushes

Waiting patiently till dawn.

_ _ _ _ _ _ To be continued

Owain Glyn

Submitted: Thursday, February 28, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a series of poems directed mainly at children. (Adults may read as well, as long as they sit quietly and don't fidget!) These creatures come from the Magic Forest (I have posted an introduction to the inhabitants of the Forest, under the title 'The Magic Forest' which is already available) Any criticism would be much appreciated.

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  • Karen Sinclair (3/13/2013 5:22:00 PM)

    A lovely piece which made me grin and feel small again. Lovely flow and highly entertaining. Looking forward to the next part am off to investigate. This screams to be a child's book (Report) Reply

  • Lynne Fincherspringarden (3/10/2013 10:53:00 PM)

    This is an absolute adventure and you must have seen one in your childhood to pen such an accurate description of this elusive little fellow... Of course he would have leather wings and purple eyes, hair two shades of green and I just can see his keen little ears as they quickly move up and down. This series is such a delight for children and for the child within us all. Thank you for sharing your magical gift with the world. (Report) Reply

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