Plunk Your Magic TwangerA Poem by Gomer LePoeta poem about an old TV showPlunk your Magic Twanger years ago when I was a tike back when I could barely even ride my bike there was this silly show I loved and had to see on Saturday mornings just for kids they showed short films and had funny skits so weird it seemed they were just talking to me films about this kid they called the Jungle Boy he rode on an elephant and brought me great joy always tracking down men doing evil things then there was always this special guest a doctor, a scientist, someone who impressed who would try to demo and explain their special skills but is was to no avail along came the gremlin with water spritzer and pail and on the poor speaker he would make it rain he was called Froggy the Gremlin a puppet at best he'd dance like a clown and stick out his chest and he was always introduced with this silly chant plunk your magic twanger froggy, oh my dear and boing in a puff of smoke he would appear and bedlam would ensue he'd go off in a rant Hiya kids, Hiya, he'd always say as he danced on the edge of my seat, I was so entranced what kind of stunt would he now try to pull squirt the guest with his seltzer bottle he was so bad the guest would run away, run away so wet and mad the gremlin always kept his bottle full zany comedy, mindless laughter every week couldn't wait to see who would be the next weeks geek so innocent then so full of vigor and vim there is another part to this story someday I will tell later on in high school before the first morning's bell Froggy is still alive, no cant forget him Gomer LePoet... © 2010 Gomer LePoetReviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 20, 2010 Last Updated on November 20, 2010 AuthorGomer LePoetTampa, FLAboutI am a former IT Manager/Consultant working for many Fortune 500 companies, mainly in the Banking, Telecommunications industry. I am also a part time musician, playing guitars and keyboards and writ.. more.. |

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