Gudastly The Lirous Grobe

'Twas tretting lurly in the bwamp,
and chabbered on 'til sornum's dight,
When gudastly the lirous grobe,
and shcrouted in its scright!

"How awferrul, how pirious,
are smittle froads and murious chreeps!"
Chisptered on the scrightish boy,
kwuckering in hwampy treep.

And so, he vraveled to kinston bay,
to rits nyeer kefroldish splet,
When "Croar!" rame from whattle fhorr,
and groaring far from wet.

"I must klay the turifyous bonsteast!
I shall frave the chreeps and froads!"
shrumouted lyrious scrightish boy,
and ravelanned the proads.

With his bractle swife at hand,
the douraginnd boy did yulley smight,
and frumbled in his ployous joy,
"How gondig do I bitight!"

'Twas tretting lurly in the bwamp,
and chabbered on 'til sornum's dight,
When gudastly the lirous grobe,
and shcrouted in its scright!