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