Wimbley Report and Poem
Hai eberybody. I know you hab been wondering how I am, I’m doing ok! It’s up and down, but I’m on an upswing right now. While I was getting my medisin last night I made up a new poem. It goes like dis:
There once was a red balloom
who was nice to all in the room
then a window was opened
and a breeze sucked him out
he floated to his inevitable doom.
Dis is actually more ob a cautionary tale. If you hab balloom friends, you should hold their hands if you go to parties.
My brothers fink my medisins are tasty.
I love you, Wimbley!
Stay strong, Wimbley! We all love you. And President Fibbs and Milo too!
Love you Wimbley
Keep up the good fight!!!!
Be strong Wembley, youb must help a Pres. Fibbs in all ob his indebverse!
Love you Wimbley. Your poems are the best.
Good to hear you are doing ok and I luff your poem! ???? Keep taking your medisins as dey seem to be working. xx ????????❤
Thank you so much for that advise, I will be sure to hold hands with my balloom friends at Thanksgiving dinner…you know how crazy those things can get! Happy Thanksgiving wimbly, Fibbs and the rest of the family love Willie, finkle, opie and ash!
I love you Wimbley, you darling little man!
I sooooooooo luv you Wimbley! Keep fighting the good fight????.
I will keep our balloon friends safe, Wembley. Doom and boom are definitely scary! Keep taking your medisins, you are so kind and brave!
Thank you for the smile. I needed your message very much. LOVE YOU GUYS
Ahwww Wimbley <3 take care of you <3
Fanks to Science for Milo wiff Bert and Ernie, you only hab to hold your balloom friend’s hand if dey are filled wiff a gas lighter than air!