The Gizzard Wizzard

Buckman Elementary, where I wrote the masterpiece on an old Macintosh.

I came across an old poem that I wrote in (I think) fifth grade. I remembered writing it, but could find it, but it decided to show up a while ago, and being totally lost on what to post I decided to stick it up. Just keep in mind I wrote this at age eleven.

Ahem

The Gizzard Wizard

Have you seen the gizzard wizard?
He'll make chickens' gizzards red.
Or black or blue or a deep green hue
or whatever they have said.

You might think that's crazy,
that that's a silly thing to do.
But if you eat them up,
you'll know who was who.

What? You don't have a gizzard?
Well DUH you're not a bird.
So leave my sight before there's a fight,
Between you and the gizzard wizard.

Hey, this gives rise to a new blog category: Literature.