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FInal Allusion Poem: What a Tink!

So many things zipping and zapping through my head!
When I stare at two or more objects, I see a new creation.
Imagining different possibilities of meshing technologies,
Playing a story through my head while making it up along the way and at the same time and getting lost in it.

Darn...what were you saying?
Sorry, I get so caught up in my mind.
That's what I'll say to you when I'm trapped in my brain
before you lure me out of it.

For some reason, you are very open to me.
Here I am listening, mind wide open, to you.
You've got a friend in me.

If you ever need me,
Just call me and I'll flutter over.
1,2,3 There I sprinkled you with a little of my imagination, VOILA!
You're on a journey!
The smile on your face after I made you feel the warmth of joy
makes me feel fulfilled.

Small and quick,
I can move around quite a lot,
which is very handy in my busy life.

A bit clumsy,
a dash of sassy,
a high-pitched voice,
a childish attitude
are my flaws and gifts I can't control.

I hate to say it,
but I am easily influenced by the closest people
when they don't believe in me,
and what I am capable of.
My spark of confidence slowly dies out.
My glow of wittiness and glee is gone,
making my lifeless face visible to all.
But I'm back up again,
with a little encouragement from my friends.

With all that I am made up of,
I can be your understanding, committed, and loyal friend.
But only if I've known you for quite a while.
Get me angry,
or even complement me about the tiniest thing
and my cheeks will turn flushed red.

I am who I am.
Small, humorous, clumsy, but whole-heartedly loving,
I guess you can compare me to a pixie.

My Graghic

What a TINK!

So many things zipping and zapping through my head!
When I stare at two or more objects, I see a new creation.
Imagining different possibilities of meshing technologies,
Playing a story through my head while making it up along the way and at the same time and getting lost in it.

Darn...what were you saying?
Sorry, I get so caught up in my mind.
That's what I'll say to you when I'm trapped in my brain before you lure me out of it.

For some reason, you are very open to me.
Here I am listening, mind wide open, to you.
You've got a friend in me.

If you ever need me,
Just call me and I'll rush over in a flutter-like way.
1,2,3 There I sprinkled you with a little of my imagination, VOILA! You're on a journey.
The smile on your face after I made you feel the warmth of joy makes me feel fulfilled.

Small and quick, I can move around quite a lot,
which is very handy in my busy life.

A bit clumsy,
a dash of sassy,
a high-pitched voice,
a somewhat childish attitude
are my flaws and gifts I can't control.

I hate to say it, but I am easily influenced by the closest people when they don't believe in me, and what I am capable of.
I feel as if my spark of confidence slowly dies out.
My glow of wittiness and glee is gone, making my lifeless face visible to all.
But I'm back up again with a little encouragement from my friends.

WIth all that I am made up of, I can be your understanding, committed, and loyal friend if I've known you for quite a while.
Get me angry, or even complement me about the tiniest thing and my cheeks will turn flushed red.

I am who I am.
Small, humorous, clumsy, but whole-heartedly loving,
I guess you can compare me to a pixie.