Little Wocky By:Margaret Laupp

Welcome to the world of whimsy Where the borogroves are mimsy With vorpal blades and Frabjous days Where you can’t outgrabe those mome rath babes This tulgey wood, that Tumtum tree You can’t keep up if you can’t think uffishly The Bandersnatch might leave you squeamish But my snicker-snacking leaves me beamish Claws might catch and jaws might bite But that manxome foe ain’t burbling … Continue reading Little Wocky By:Margaret Laupp