Magilla Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

Magilla



If you're not a teenage ninja,
You've heard of Atilla The Hun.
But let's cut him from this story.
Today Magilla is the one.

He was a gorilla in a pet store.
No one bought him any day.
And so he'd run off frequently,
To find a family with which to stay.

He was a cartoon just like Yogi,
And Huckleberry Hound Dog too.
His neighbors were Roadrunner,
And Buggs Bunny to name a few.

Magilla was a friendly guy,
Not a menace like little Dennis.
If you needed help he would come to you,
Without a saber, sword, or chemist.

He'd cross the street at traffic lights
With Mr. Rogers the right way.
And he knew the way to Sesame Street,
Where he always found friends to play.

Magilla is just a memory now,
And his friends are also retired.
And morals taught on these episodes,
Those who wrote them have been fired.

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