Monday, November 30, 2009

gibberish

gibberish
(with apologies to Lewis Carroll)

Sauntering down Main Street,
Ponky Glonchy saw as bold as gleet
a big and wide plive of wreet.

Ponky wondered what to do,
if they, as a pranty crew,
ran and jumped over a henking flue.

So he turned down a short drive
to escape the coming plive
and made a fantabulous dive.

Now when Ponky walks down the street
he keeps an open eye for wreet
It again he doesn't want to meet.

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