Bellicose cumquats striving bold,
Alligash! Alligash! Pinky Mold!
Venetian llamas gerunding by,
While under their beaks a borchst soup cries.
Alison, Aubrey- do you like your tea?
Or should I add another flea?
Jorocking burroughs, silicate slaves,
play Silly Putty in their graves.
'Tis Gibberish Weekend in our town,
So dress your dogs in frap and gown,
and gorntil 'till you all fall down!
Alligash! Alligash! Pinky Mold!
Venetian llamas gerunding by,
While under their beaks a borchst soup cries.
Alison, Aubrey- do you like your tea?
Or should I add another flea?
Jorocking burroughs, silicate slaves,
play Silly Putty in their graves.
'Tis Gibberish Weekend in our town,
So dress your dogs in frap and gown,
and gorntil 'till you all fall down!
17 comments:
Nice! Lewis Carroll would love it.
Bisque a back a bully good!
HungryMo: Lewis Carroll? I swear to God, that's a direct quote from Fred Thompson's lastest speech.
Phoebe: Tipsy, flipsy, groto wood!
Hey...what are you guys smoking? I want some. Send it to me now.
Sounds like Chris Matthews to me.
Well...I'd say you kicked the Rhyming Giberish Weekend off right!!
I'm trying to figure out that picture. Is it the famous Beaduckacorny that is related to the Jackalope?
Mike: Smoking Oking?
Splendidly bereft?
sending kittymeth.
Catalyst: Chris Mathews
Says achoos kaplatchoos,
gazpachoos kawhapchoos.
Sirdar: No one else is splarking,
which makes me all skarking.
Nice, now I know who your really are, Beck Hansen
like the words, am disturbed by the pic for some reason!?
Stringfellow bodkin, went thee bland?
Christmas dumpling covered in sand.
"Oh jolly pickles" cry the kids with glee
"Colonel mernal, kiss his knee".
Oooooooo...I wanna play!
Malach: Who am I?
Who are you?
Gallomp, Shallomp,
Killibrew.
Kelly: Pictures shroom
in every room,
Disturbing eyes
Go gillywoom!
Cissy: Finally someone
plays this flame!
Come and share some
Iced spillanes!
HTGT: You want to play?
Siroom Orray!!
You need to lay off that smack, ole buddy.
Clitoris made of pumpernickel
use ice to tickle,
oh no, it's fickle!
don't bite hotdogs,
they flavor water like logs.
stomp them with clogs
made of dead gerbils,
oh the smell is turrible!
slickery dickery dock,
a hobo whips out his cock,
wishing he had crackrock.
This sucks, you all obviously have far better drugs that I do!
Spillane be Mick by fortune iced
Hairless gunballs licked and diced.
Can't escape from orphan's tongue
Come humble bimble scorpion crumb.
Come on. You know that is copied from a george bush speech. It's a quote, right?
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