There was once was a long-bearded troglodyte
hidden deep in the caves of Brumbalyte
the story they say…he made salamander souffles
and served them up fancy for socialites
But the ogres were all in a quibble
for they wished they could savor a nibble
the troglodyte paused, and rose to the cause
feeding trolls and foresty fibbles
Now he sings to the beat of his whisk
as the ogres throw him a kiss
and sometimes, they say he jiggles and sways
dancing wildly into the mist
Bjorn has us writing Nonsense Poetry over at dVerse Poets Pub.
Doors open at 3 p.m. EST.
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