It’s late October. You know what that means? Time for a creepy poem. But first, some background:
It begins with a Dark Secret: when I was in high school, I was on the board of the school literary magazine, Out of the Blue. My junior year, we — miraculously — sold every single copy of our annual issue for two reasons, and two reason
s alone. First, my friend Brian Wagner — a talented artist and Dragonlance fanatic — drew all of these very cool pictures of knights and maidens and dragons and stuff that everybody loved. Secondly, my other friend William Aulson wrote the following poem, which was quoted so often and so frequently that I am going to just write it down from memory:
Fluffy bunny, fluffy bunny
How I love my fluffy bunny!
His fuzzy ears, his cute little nose,
When I hug him, I laugh and glow!
Oh, joy! Oh, glee!
My fluffy bunny loves me!
Oh how sad, how terrible!
My little brother, that spawn of Satan
Just took my fluffy bunny and ate him!
Just like the frog he roasted tender
And the gerbil he chucked in the blender!
Oh depression, oh gloom!
Will I get another animal soon?
Cute puppy, cute puppy.
How I love my cute puppy!
Wow. I still love it as much now as I did then. Thanks, Bill.