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The Secrets of Big Bird


A Letter to Elmo To my dear friend Mr. Elmo, Mr. Elmo, you seem like a happy person. Mr. Elmo, you act like a nice guy. Mr. Elmo, you pretend to be compassionate; However, we all know you are hiding something dirty.

Elmo you hold too many mysteries, Was that red fur always red? Why does your mouth open so wide? Why does your voice coax me into a deep dark sleep? How could you truly be a nice old puppet Mr. Elmo?

I know the real story Elmo, I know what happened to your brother who went “missing”. I saw what happened when he got the TV show, I remember when you came to borrow my axe, You didn’t chop down any tree.

Truth is you loathed the real Elmo, You were the off white runt of the family. The real Elmo had the luxurious red fur, When Sesame Street wanted him, you were the first to chop him down. Elmo- His blood stains your fur to this day.

I don’t forget, and I’m coming for you… With Sugar and Love, Big Bird

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My Diary from the War His smoky gray jacket layered with frost, His hard leather black boots squeak with wax,

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Everything is frozen, everyone is raw and stinging with cold. With each gust of wind comes nothing but ice and snow. The leader of the German military cringes with each step of his pitiful militia.

The weary men march onward, The hard ground crunches underneath their frigid boots. The soldiers soon become famished They pause their march to snack on their dwindling supply of food. There is not enough for everyone and mayhem breaks out, Everyone at once pushing and shoving for the last piece of beef jerky. After their break, they resume the march through the barren land.

The tired soldiers march forward Without any knowledge of the Russian military close behind. The Russians take a shortcut, Hoping to ambush them at the Bridge of Green Falls. The Russians push onward hoping to cut off the Germans.

As the German military starts to cross the Bridge of Green Falls, The Russians pop out of the woods. Instantly guns start firing, lighting up the remaining sunlight. The exhausted German military puts up no fight for the Russians, Being easily swamped and taken captive. The Russian soldiers can already envision the military parade when they return home.



My Clown Friend Audio There once was a very strange clown; Who always wore a frown; He lost his jokes; And adored Facebook pokes; But was always seen prancing around!


Images: Clown- http://bit.ly/1nbM7h0 Elmo- http://bit.ly/1yK2VRj Soldiers- http://bit.ly/10K7Suc


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