A Children's Poem

Here is a children's poem I wrote some time ago.  My daughter likes it... hope you do also! 

Beware the Togderd

BEWARE the Togderd, lying by the path

He's nasty, through and through

He'll yink your stard while seeming to laugh

He's been known to shess your mooe

In one piece Togderd comes, if he's hry and dard

You can coove him to the mans.

But beware, my friend, the Tet Wogderd,

You'll have hrown all over your bands

There's a large Togderd, and beside it, a small

Which one shall you choose

For Togderds remains, until you act

When your pom makes you mean up the cloo

And never forget I told you this

For, one day, I nearly died

I had the whiniest shike moose you ever saw,

Until Togderd plaimed them, with cride...

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