Wibberly Wobbler

In the realm where the squiggles squoggle,

And the hootmoofs frizzle in delight,

Where the twizzlers twirl and toggle,

Beneath the glippity moon so bright:

There prances the wibberly wobbler,

With a grin as wide as a splat,

Juggling seven ziggly zobblers,

And a purplicious scrunty bat.

Oh, what a sight to confuse and amuse,

In a world where the goggleberries thrive,

Where the blibberblubs sing the blues,

And the frimbles frumble and jive.

So let’s clap with hootmoof delight,

Where dreams tizzle and tozzle,

And fribbly days unite,

In the flimmering wiberty night.