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Who Am I To Say This piece has been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.

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By Wendy D., Andover, MA

   Wappy, sloppy, poppy, mippy, sippy, wuppy puppy people

eating eyeballs with ice picks. Oba-loba Jahova's Witness pullin'

off my glasses as he juggles jello goblets and his eyelids inside -

out worms in his ears. Who am I to say?



Poppy, sloopy, baggy, beggy, eggy skipping sexy's leg until the

sky falls on the nest and rocks the radio; spins and spits and

silly gillies upping, pupping, picking picky pandas in the closet

with a fork. Who am I to say?



Ripping, skipping, scoping, hoping corpses in an elephant's ear on

a Sunday morning. Van Goghs in cement and frozen frog legs in a

gumball machine on the corner of a toenail. Poison ivy on the

arsenic. Who am I to say?



Porcelain tires on plastic pennies with garlands of crocodile

teeth waving in the dragon's breath, twisting like a Poe with

lilies on linoleum. Upsies-downsies, all-aroundsees. See the

snake soar! Who am I to say?




This piece has been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.

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jordann_lil_guh said...
Jul. 21 at 4:39 pm:

Intriguing.

 
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StarAtreyu said...
May 20 at 4:26 am:

Wow, interesting use of weird words....lol i forgot the name. I like it.

 
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