The Fobble - Nonsense Poetry
a fobble saw he had a horn
he asked could I be a unicorn?
but then he saw a long trunk nose
an elephant? perhaps, I suppose
but then he saw his neck was long
a giraffe? although I could be wrong
but then he saw he was orange and green
I’m the strangest colour I’ve ever seen
but then he saw a bushy tail
a fox? a squirrel? and then exhale
as the fobble sighed and sighed again
what could I be, what is my name?
then someone said
you’re a fobble for sure
I’m a fobble?
couldn’t you have told me this before!
Modern nonsense poetry by Clive Culverhouse
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