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Friday, January 27, 2012

The Unfinished Tales of Paradiddle Puddles

This week, very early on, I came up with an opening for a poem:

I know a gleeful, little goat
Called Paradiddle Puddles -
A leaper and a laugher
And a getter-into-muddles.
I thought it was an excellent beginning. I felt like I was meeting a wonderful character in Pardiddle Puddles. I wanted very much to know more about him. But he wouldn't tell me. He just wouldn't tell me a single thing about his adventures and antics and muddles.

Help!

Can someone tell me what Paradiddle has been up to? Any scenario at all. More than one, even. I suspect someone like Pardiddle has had a whole series of adventures. But I need to know what they are before I can write them into a poem.

Do you know?

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