Thank the Googad

Once more the stroons, were leafing on the floor Copper coloured etchyfronds the type that we adore And stacketh high as bi-rutaths, more and more and more The stroonish etchyfronds, began to block the door Thank Gantrisill and Ebblewabe the googad is still here See it gathering etchyfronds, from far as well as near Again the door is open, we cheer and cheer and cheer As the googad broodlings nestle, in their frondy mess so ***** We have to ask the question, is poor Ebblewabe a loon To let old Gantrisill, inside to grow a stroon Where etchyfronds gather as they're strewn and strewn and strewn And the bi-rutaths can't eat them, from outside on the moon