I Met this Gurgle
I Met this Gurgle
The tuther tray
She was pearly prettnosed.
In anniversary strum decay
She twiggled. In tramlined.
But smirked with event
She chomped on truss plight
To that extent
I bed gabble glob.glib.
She snooped in snitch
I said pardon me trombone itch
She waggled in a whisker glitch
Gloom gray gla.tiggle tang prang
I said, do Glum heard often badge
I sturned industrial with a mole eye
And we scuppered in some screep.
