I Came Across A Jumpher

I Came Across A Jumpher

A Poem by Wayne Riley

I came across a Jumpher

A jumphin’ up at me.

It wasn’t very springy

As far as i could see.

 

It tried to do someothersault,

Impressing like a tree,

But landed with a thumping thud

And hurt his only knee.

 

‘How come you like to ravel so?’

I bellied like a navel,

While on the other hand i plied

Some custard on a table.

 

‘I’m only giving all I’ve got-

A hundred miles an hour.

But if you take it at a trot

It soaks you with a shower.

 

‘I see,’ i said, came out my head,

And nodding fully clothed,

I asked if he’d seen Ninnynook?

A nose that knows no prose.

 

‘I likes to smell his gravy soup.’

He jumphered like a sweater,

Then driving like a five wheeled horse

Left home wrapped in a letter.

 

‘Good luck, you leaphing lunging loon.’

I mouthed in Granny’s gums

Then smiling like a holiday

I went to see my chums.

© 2014 Wayne Riley


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An amusing play of words.

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Wayne Riley
Wayne Riley

Doncaster, South Yorkshire, United Kingdom



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Wayne Riley was born in God’s own county, Yorkshire. The 70s, sensational for long hair down to your flares, also gave Wayne his first writing experience, a short, hand-penciled story about the .. more..

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