Untold Grinkles do the Zink
When grinkles with the morgles bink
The joobles like to weft
The frumpies never do agree
Why the umbles never keffed
And yet the lorkles never shrink
When the gooters are all pish
For they know that in a zink
They'll rop the wurty lish
I sing the praise of all good sherps
Who quinkle at the larm
And never sniggle when the orgs
(It only makes them starm)
And yet the orgs are not so grib
They tend to jip the heef
And will not over-murk the sherps
Or mank the rapakeef
The rapakeef, unlike the gnorf,
Will never gneep or gnadge
But grinkling with a trumbled kurm
They'll rop, but just a snadge
Night after night, the zimbledorfs
Spelunk with wurty glee
Do sprinch the spronkled cacazupe
And schnerp inderfably
| Contributors: | F, Nym, Francine, Grayman, Kansas Sam, Karin, Beefy, Cait, Randy, snood. |
| Poem finished: | 23rd July 2003. |