SHAVINGS OF A LUNATIC...

In tiny steps i climbed aloft

With chambermaid and pepper pot.

To see the Wizzle of the Snad

Make umphle of the ichybad.

'Tis oft the beast that burdens both

The hunter and the Gruffalo,

For from its jaggy jagged jaws

Drool dripping on its mighty paws

A sound of uttish farple dread

Farpled from its snarly head,

And with a goonish glare declared,

'Has anybody seen my hair?

My frabjous fringe and luscious locks

Have fallen off between my socks!

They've gone and took a holiday

Just where i really cannot say.

Oh woe is me! Oh woe i say,

A Wizzle with a bad hair day.

A Wizzle of the Snad gone bald

My Granny would be so appalled.

She would be simply cross as cross

And own me like a proper boss.

Because she was, which isn't wrong

As hairy as a Whangdibong!'

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

This is a fun read. It made me laugh. IDKW. LOL

[Wayne Riley]

Thank you once again for your wonderful comment.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome. I still don't know why it made me laugh! :D