Rogerlene Blount


'Twas - Poem by Rogerlene Blount

‘Twas the eve before Twinkle
Time, and all through the
muckmire,

Not a pugglywog was
lurking. Not even Twick
and Twack.

Their rumplecaps were slung on
the bog branch with care, in the
hope Old Miser Grub soon would
be there.

Now Twick in her body rag, and
Twack in his sac, had just settled
down in their spiny crap trap.

Visions of candied ants and gummy
toads danced in their heads, while
cyber lawn fleas munched on their
bed.

And what, ohey, what should wake
them from their slumber?

‘Twas the clash of hooves on
their rickety roof, and the belly
grunt of something unnatural.

Down he came, through the chute, with
a whoosh and a yodel, totin’ a packed
sack of goodies, and his pet, Kitten
Noodle!

He filled their rumplecaps with trinkets,
snicker treats, crumpets, and pennies.
Threw in a corn pipe apiece and jugs
of applerot.

The he yanked Kitten Noodle’s tail
and back up the chute they
shot!

Twack climbed out the window to get
a better look at the five hoovy humps,
Lucky Luscious, Snert, Baby, Grimp,
and Gnook.

Old Miser Grub grabbed his sash
and winked at Twack. Then dashed
off the roof just like that!

Twack heard him bellow as he
flew away, “Merry Twinkle and
gollywogs! Have a nice day! ”.


(R.M.Y.B./12-1-1999)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 13, 2011


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