Elmer Milk Dud, Surrealism Cartoon-Style

a poem by Sue Williams, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

Floating...not on a cloud, but what?
Oooh, feels weird, how 'bout that?
Upwards, downwards anywards!
Down, down softly plop, ouch!
Feathers turned rocks, stars!
There goes Elmer Fudd,
weaving spider webs of duds.
Milk duds, that is, swirling in a
yummy storm, will you fill my cup?
"Uh-h-h-h-h! Pesky duds!
You won't fwoat no more!"
He cocks his licorice,
filled with ants deli-she-us.
Eye pops out of head
getting stuck in his great big web.
"Oh, doggone it all!" he says,
"Now my eye will taste like chocowit!"

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