Floating in the BrizzillagA Poem by Judy PoncebyA collaboration with Karl Stewart.Flutterbies and Scallywags
floating in a brizzillag. Mumbliwags and prissywicks swimming in a zig zag All together, stroke, stroke, the mumbliwags are swimming. Dipping here and dipping there. the flutterbies are skimming. But not so much, those scallywags, a lazy bunch they are... and what about those prissywicks, the laziest by far. Bumblies are bumbling, What very funny things. Listing side to side are they On their whimsy wings Prissywicks and Frakkyliks tiring long before, any of their counterparts on the brizzillag shore Flitting hither and thither, and way beyond yonder, the flutterbies flitter all day. It's a shame, don't you know, when it comes to playing, only the flutterbies come out to put on a show. The rest are all lazy, and mindless or crazy and float around in the brizzillag. If it were a contest, you know who would be the best, And Flutterbies would be winnin', every blue ribbon. © 2011 Judy PoncebyAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on August 5, 2011 Last Updated on August 7, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorJudy PoncebySwanton, OHAboutI am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..Writing
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