Have you ever seen a hurumpadoo fly,
Or a fridgo walk in the wind?
Have you ever heard the call of the gnuffy,
As it calls out to its baraboo mate?
Have you ever flicked a droog off your nose,
As it attempted to fly it’s way up?
Have you seen the walk of the digerdon,
Or ride on a happerjack’s back?
If you have, please tell me where they were seen
As they escaped from my zoo last night!
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Abacadarian
As we sat
By the wide, wide river
Calm set in around us
Day went into night, and
Everything stayed peaceful
For us, it was perfect
Grass blades bending under our bare feet
Hands interlocked, a lover's vineyard
I look at him and smile
Just like it was when we were young
Knowing what the other is feeling, and
Loving every moment together
My heart skips with a beat
Not heard by anyone around us
Only my ears hear the sweet music
Perhaps, in another time we were lovers
Quite content in our love
Raising our feelings to God
Silently there by the river, we feel that
Truly we are blessed
Under the light of the gray moon
Validated that love exists
We walk off in the distance, looking for the
Xystus that will protect us as the wind gets colder
Yes, we are loved
Zephyrus himself guides us out late into the night.
(Note: it's hard to find a word that starts with X that is not xylophone)
By the wide, wide river
Calm set in around us
Day went into night, and
Everything stayed peaceful
For us, it was perfect
Grass blades bending under our bare feet
Hands interlocked, a lover's vineyard
I look at him and smile
Just like it was when we were young
Knowing what the other is feeling, and
Loving every moment together
My heart skips with a beat
Not heard by anyone around us
Only my ears hear the sweet music
Perhaps, in another time we were lovers
Quite content in our love
Raising our feelings to God
Silently there by the river, we feel that
Truly we are blessed
Under the light of the gray moon
Validated that love exists
We walk off in the distance, looking for the
Xystus that will protect us as the wind gets colder
Yes, we are loved
Zephyrus himself guides us out late into the night.
(Note: it's hard to find a word that starts with X that is not xylophone)
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