Jingle Jingle

Dingle, dingle, little strink;
Who the heck I am you think?

Whiffle, whiffle, toil and sniffle;
What the heck make my neck all stiffle?

Who’dat, who’dat big fat ally cat;
Where the heck you get that do’dat?

Lurky, lurky little turkey;
When the heck you go to worky?

Dapple, dapple little apple;
Why the heck you write this crapple?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
March 25, 2020 at 7:44 PM
Took that last line right out of my mouth! Heh-heh. Enjoyed every line! Cheers, Gershon
Koplin Avatar
March 23, 2020 at 1:26 PM
I love it! That was fun to read my friend. Thanks for sharing. Great poem!
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