A Nonsensical Poem

...hobscoffins don't jibber with ibble they say
but do they fadeedle and absray and sway?
it's pertunk tomorrow to jibber with ibble
and dobsnob little, qualter and quibble.
life is a hobswag my nose does know
so come with me to betty bo's.
she'll make you siffle and poof and holler
then fuffle your tufon for just a dollar...

~ This came to me in the middle of reviewing a comp claim while at work. I think I wrote this in 1990, or thereabouts. I have lots more somewhere, I'll have to try to find them and read them to the children...they are much more effective when listened to rather than read as they loose something without my inflection.

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