SQUABBLING OVER WOBBLES WE GO MERRILY ON!
“No, we’uns may unt go so fast.”
“Yes, we needs hurry and scurry, so Blast!”
“No, all Floppies and Moppies, looky-looky”
“Yes, stompy ones and rompy ones, spooky,spooky!
Dose shadows and darklings creep all round.”
So pushed and pulled and stumbled and crumbled
our friends in fray never ceased moans mumbled.
So tucking of heads and slapping of keds
our friends still made way to uphill beds.
Never failing dose shadows and darkling to astound.
“Why we needs grab one the other round bush and rock?”
“Hush, hush, all bushies and mushies do take stock!”
“What meansies thee scolding us like teensies?”
Why, some higheye must see bye ‘n bye, you crock!”
Always kicking dose shadows and darklings back to ground.
So leaning and keening and pushing and crushing
our friends in straining arrayed on higher mushing.
So heltering skeltering shadows behind
our friends eared and eyed and nosed to light in kind.
Slapping dose shadows and darklings back in a mound.
“Why, how we up so high, how we see whole light?”
“You ever hope in lope with jewely rope”
“Why we not all tumbley-mumbley down with blight”
“You ever faced up, ever traced frowards by scope.”
Squabbling dose shadows and darklings into da ground.
granbee 