"I is for… Ignatius Imp" (poem)

Ignatius the Imp
(Or Iggy for short)
Is a mischievous rascal
Who’s never been caught

He spends all his days
Imagining schemes
For pranking his way
Deep into your dreams!

He’ll steal your socks
(Just one at a time)
And leave your toothbrush
All covered in slime

He dials your phone
Right when you’re asleep
He makes your nice shirt
Look crumpled and cheap

He’ll hide in a box
And jump out at you
Then sprinkle some glue
Inside of your shoe

Ignatius the Imp
(Or Iggy for short)
Is a mischievous rascal.
The very worst sort!

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Author: Al Lane

Writer, Poet, Daydreamer

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