Story of the Snookerdoo
Bibidee bop, bibidee bee,
There is a snookerdoo on your knee
A creature with long, purple hair
flowing here, there, and everywhere.
Eight arms, going this way and that.
Be careful or he just may snatch your hat!
Green and fuzzy, its four long legs are
It can walk here or there, always very far!
Off of your knee, the snookerdoo jumps,
running off to the forest to see its family in the treestumps.
(I wrote this poem after reading rhymes by Dr. Seuss with one of our reading groups.)