Several stanzas from "Naturalist's Notes on a Planet with a
High Nitrous Oxide Atmosphere."
Frookies greeble late at night,
And glabverate the Breem.
Yet when Zerks gurble,
They take fright,
And groop! So it would seem.
And underneath the Bonxa shrubs,
The delraps lurk and mumble.
For when the greebling Frookie grubs,
They're far too zorched to grumble.
The Bindlewurst ginks through the murk
And makes the tem-trees spooky.
But even Sebfleps do not lurk
Around the greebling Frookie.
Yet in the sea the Sim-sops dwell,
And Gunglefrids beneath,
And never once does Frookie smell
Pollute the roaring reef.
On mountainsides, Kiyonbers mince
With tiny steps, and cleavers.
And should a Frookie gnurp or wince,
They slap their tails, like beavers.
And once I saw the Mondlemynd,
A sight as rare as rubies!
No Frookie could compare with such!
And but a few Urdnoobies!
The ten teeth of the Glinkercrig
Are pointed, like t