Nimbeltockie and Ragamoo
The Nimbeltockie sag a poo.
Long before the Ragamoo
Brake the rapon names a loo.
Barred the Lala Sot. Would you?
Came the hora Ratterscamps
Running through the flinterdamps,
Chasing Nimbeltockie folks.
Magling pashatasing jokes.
Gone the Nimbletockie potters
Outed by Ratterscamps, the squatters.
Feasted on by Ragamoo
And a Lala Sot or two.
Then a Nimbeltockie hero
Fanned the fropper, unlike Nero.
Rammed the wooden loli-dagger
Into Ratterscamps with swagger.
Sang the old, old song of Poo
Perhaps you’d like to sing it too.
Nimbeltockie and Ragamoo
Twaggled in the twain. Would you?
The Nimbeltockie sag a poo
Long before the Ragamoo
Brake the rapon names a loo.
Barred the Lala Sot. Would you?
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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