Twas murkest at the wabe
The uffish gimbled and grumbled
All hungers the Turlgey and Snoby
And the mome fightous
'Beware, the Catcherflaper, my boy
The tremble sticks that dig, the claws that catch and rip.
Go to the Drankey forest, my son
And get me the kimpless flower to save me'
He took his pointy blade
And went to get the kimpless flower
He killed all the Snobs and Scurd
And even killed the Snoby bird
As he approached the Drankey forest
Growling and grouching he heard
A Snobalober hid behind a mudarocker
It was gipanic the thing was manic
He killed the Snobalober and kept on going
He sat resting by the dignog tree
He still could not find the kimpless flower
Time went past, hour by hour
Screeching he heard from up high
Could it be the Catcherflaper screeching in the sky?
The thing that landed made a sound
Like a Comaphant jumping up and down
He found the flower but he had to sleigh
The dreaded Catcherflaper on the way
Saved his dad a happy hooray
This is the end of the murkest day
