Mr Anthony always loving or lieing ???
Saturday, March 7, 2009 @ 8:43 PM
Twirls the toads in a too-roo-maloo
And the whiskery whine of the wheedlesome whim
Drowns the roll of the rat-a-tatoo
Then I dream in the shade of the shally-go-shee
And the voice of the bollay-mo-lay
Brings the smell of the pale poppy cods blummered blee
From the willy-wad o’er the way
Ah, the shuddering shoe and the blinkety-blanks
When the pung-lung falls from the bough
In the blast of a hurricane’s hikkety-hanks
O’er the hills of the hocketty-how
Give the rigmarole to the clanggery-whang
If they care for such fiddle-dee-dee
But the thing-a-ma-bob kiss of the whanggery-bang
Keeps the higgle-dee-piggle for me
It’s pilly-po-doodle and ali-go-bung
When the lollipop covers the ground
Yet the pol diddle perishes plunk-ketty-plung
While the heart jimmy coddles around
If the soul cannot snoop at the gigglesome cart
Seeking surcease in gluggety-glug
It’s useless to say to the pulsating heart
Pankey doodle ker chukketty-chug