Swaddle Knock

Flicker, flacker, why, and not.
I haven’t got a clue.
You tangle the fishing line
And throw a hula hoop.
What you say with dimling din
And fumble to pass it along!
Do you not see the mermaid
Or hear her midnight song?
Crack at bat, you swing at that,
And bunt a foul too soon.
Do you not hear the howling?
Turn off that full lit moon.
Oh swaddle knock, it is too late.
The words rock the boat.
Shoulda put the kettle on,
But fed the billy goat.

11.9.2020 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire

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