Gobbledegook Poem by Paula Glynn

The horse goes clippity clop,
The fish goes splish, splash, splosh,
The pig goes oink oink,
The cow goes moo moo,
And the ducks quack.

Happy or sad,
Crying or gleeful and glad,
I spin like a basketball,
I go up and down,
Like a yellow yo-yo.

Higgledy piggledy,
I giggle as I have fun,
Gobbledegook I say,
As I race around and run,
And I go down like a stone,
Searching for the way home,
As buses pass the happy park.

The place where I play games,
Hop scotch and patty cake,
With the meaning I am lost,
Like squiggles on paper,
By a confused hand,
And my shoes go clack, clack,
Avoiding the cracks,
On the pavement.

My heart goes thump thump,
Like the horse on the road,
That passes me by,
Along with cars,
On this country road.

Claggy my heart is,
As foolish as I am,
When I get home,
I will bake a Victoria sponge,
And jump in feet first,
For a cakie a day,
Keeps the madness away,
So red alert: I am here.