The Overgrown Track Poem by Clive Culverhouse
The Overgrown Track
There's an overgrown track
partially hoggled and hooned
where a wizened old hagglefud
made spells and priffoond
a great many years ago
but still no-one dares
to tronk up the track
in case she befrares
and cooks them in dopple soup
boils them in grole
then invites other hagglefuds
to scoffle them whole
so brout and be bruful
and know of the track
or you'll gottle and kile
as a hagglefud's snack
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