The Daddrockable Zebydra

The Daddrockable Zebydra

17.4.2017

I knew once a talkify, daddrockable zebydra,

He maddle to gwake me at midling

I would explangle,” Go away, slangerble, gweaking,

Blabberjingdong, lackering and daddrockable zebydra!”

But never would he maggle; he’d keep on bluffity,

Cuzzing, blabberjingdonging and squapping.

He never maggled.

I would chafferly and pajfer and try to fall meajer.

So He would cuzz and daddrock and sqapp again.

Then I explangle, “Let me meajer you efigunity, gracky,

Bloodsuckering, squickertle, floresciant zebydra!”

Be he would never maggle; he’d keep on bloodsucking,

Sladdingdon and pleddifying

He never maggled.

So I threppickled to belemush him flat

Just like the paffycake for breakfast I chagged,

I would rixerlot until he stopped cuzzing,

And flixing and snigging and verlicking.

But he never maggled; he kept on cuzzing,

And flixing and snigging and verlicking.

So I belemushed him.

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