Dibbuns and Pudding
Dibbuns laughter fills the air
Under the sun's hot glare
"Pudding!" They cry
The Elders sigh
They pour them a cup
A dibbun raises his spoon up
"Pudding!" Said he
and giggled with glee
So much pudding
So little time
Now this poem's over;
I've run out of rhyme
Dibbuns laughter fills the air
Under the sun's hot glare
"Pudding!" They cry
The Elders sigh
They pour them a cup
A dibbun raises his spoon up
"Pudding!" Said he
and giggled with glee
So much pudding
So little time
Now this poem's over;
I've run out of rhyme
