Reader submitted Beanie Baby Poetry from "Mary Beth's Bean Bag World Monthly" Vol. 2 No. 13, published October 1999.
Scanned by me :o) (@dollz-punk)
Text only versions of the poems under the cut.
Image 1: Poem titled "Beanie baby sickness" Written by Stephannie L. P, 13 years old. "First Grandma caught it, then she passed it on to me. This Beanie Baby sickness is like a flue, you see. Fortunately once you catch it, it turns into an addiction. You always want more to complete your collection!
First I got Ziggy, Then I laid eyes on that cute little piggy. Eventually I had 20, Mom decided that was plenty. I begged to differ because I still needed Puffer. After she gave in, Grandma bought me Fortune.
Then McDonald's came out with the Teenie Beanies. The first 10 Happy Meals were pretty good. I ate all those hamburgers - as many as I could. In not too long, the food tasted bad. And I began to feel very, very sad.
Then I got a call - it was from my Uncle Paul. He said he had extras of all the Teenies. My Wish had been granted! I think he's my Genie. Daddy had driven me everywhere. He claimed that he didn't care, but I knew I'd passed it on to Daddy. Because when we got home. he asked to see my Patti!"
Image 2: Poem titled "Good night Beanies" Written by Susie N. from Kentucky. "Beanie Babies are cute and, oh, so cool! All night they dance around my room. Ride on puppets, go zoom-zoom. Whenever they get tired, they go off to bed. Good night, good night, sleepyhead.
In the morning, they arise. They always wake before sunrise. Bucky goes swimming and Peanut for a jog. And Ally goes fishing with Smoochy the frog.
Stretch goes on picnics and Pinky for a dip. Inch and Goldie play tag with Flip. All day long Quackers is waddling with Jake to the pond to visit Peking.
When finally, all is said and done, and once again down goes the sun, off to bed in their haven so deep. Goodnight, goodnight and off to sleep!"
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