Gremlins: A Teenage Mythology
A sneeze is how a poltergeist gets outside of you.
At night a different stinky elf sleeps inside each shoe.
Every creaking rafter supports its resident ghost,
and it’s little gremlins who make you burn the toast.
Each night those tricky fairies put snarls in your hair,
while pixies in your sock drawer unsort every pair.
Midnight curtain billows are caused by banshee whistles.
Vampires use your toothbrush and put cooties in its bristles.
Truths all come in singles. It’s lies that come in pairs.
That’s a zombie, not a teenager, sneaking up the stairs.
This poem is posted for: The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Love the idea of a sneeze being a poltergeist getting out!
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Brilliant.
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And that’s how we get cavities. Little tiny pixies with axes climb into your mouth and crumble your teeth. It’s MAGIC!
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I love how I keep teaching you these new things, Marilyn. You’ve had such a sheltered life.
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I found this more humorous than terrible. 😀 -perhaps because I have a teenager.
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Good. It’s meant to be humorous.
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Great!
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Entertaining
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