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Peter Nevland

Flabber krabber blabber slabber.
I hear your jibber jabber, but
Jubba bubba trubba dubba
Dabba shlabba shlooby shlibby dibby
Dandy tandy candy for you and me.
Yippee! With my frisbee blobber clobber cluck cluck,
Little ducks and pluck-pluck marching bands
Holding hands, skipping frandular fring frong hop along
Scooby scub frab frab songs.
Ping Pong, Ping Pong,…Ting Tong!
And plappily we stray on plinktastical braying dongabong jongular jick a frick blick blicks.
It’s the stick of measurement,
The ticking pleasurement of innocent wonder blunder
Bling bling a ring, sing sank a tank spanky spoof spiff a goof boofhead.

Am I red yet?
Is it dead yet?
Are you fed yet?

For what my zam a ram zing zax
Forget to yodel through their tick tacks
Will blan chandulize quick quacks
Of the holes in your crick cracks until,
Zhang!
Straight through the roof racks supree!
Loopy doopy dup a lup flights on the skrights of heightened heaven!
Seventy four thousand tousand grousand plows.
How’s the brown cow now?

And you may say…
And they may gray…
And George may pray…
But I, will play!

Hay, hoppity hiccup cups away,
Away through the shiggidy shug shug bug parade
To the shade in the glade of my daffodil duffer dill,
Flabbering flubber bill, shlopular shupper grill,
Gruffity puffity poop pop drop a top lollipop hippo hop day.