Description: I was recently browsing through some of Crow's writes, and I found a gem entitled "Meep." People, if you have NOT read this, puhleeease go do so now befor you read THIS one. Chances are, you'll understand where the inspiration for this one came from. I can proudly say this one is strictly my OWN, yet the inspiration to WRITE it in the first place came from Crow. Say what you will, people! ;)
Wuppity Huppity Foppity Hillings
Can you give me earplugs for 21 shillings?
Butter on sewer pipes, fish on the roof
Are you the real deal? A nerd, or a goof?
Sneklehine Sizzleburg Kalamazoo
I'll sing you a song filled with ping pongs and glue
Halflings in speedos, and raindrops on jelly
Can your name be Jensen? Or Hugo? Or Kelly?
Beggledee Weggledee Feddlewee heady
Climb up in this tree, and I'll feed you confetti
Come into the evening, come into the night
Bring plenty of paper, and hold that pen tight!
Tarihug Zarihug Brigabing Roll
Never mind spelling let your mind now unfold
Sit round in a circle, and raise your voice high
Let us make nonsense, both you and I!
This poem reminded me ineffably of Jabberwocky ("Twas Brillig and the slithy toves/ did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves/ And the mome raths outgrabe", as Lewis Carrol once put it). It has that childlike innocence, it isn't trying to be really profound- it's just a fun poem with an awesome idea: just write, don't worry if the world doesn't get it. It's something kids seem to get so well (before they get a taste of society), and I thought of a little classroom when I read the last stanza. But I was wondering, how do you just thiink of these nonsense words?! It's laudable! Good work!
This reminded me of my time as an assistant teacher at my brother's first grade class. I was only sixteen, I was on vacation here--in the States; I was currently living in Argentina--and I had all the kids writing poetry. A lot of it was just like this--nonsense that made me smile. I really like this piece, and I liked Crow's too--though I can't comment because she apparently has been gone for three days and thus it won't let me say anything. Hrmph. The rhyming is superb, too. Good job, girl!
Submission Name: Sillies
