Time for me to get off My cloud,

To get up and go gad about.

Nice to go budgie jumping,

To float chocolate freesias.

Or maybe today I will go about,

Catching strawberry sneezers.


Carefree thoughts don't mean to button,

Better round up the killalamari frogs,

Before too many get caught in the fog.


Time to saddle up my butterflybee,

Sea grass needs cutting again.

Hiding to many raspberry anchovies,

Mumma didn't raise no goose berry fool.


Butterflybee's been good to me,

Collecting buttercup's and honey

for tea.

Maybe we'll have some strawberry


It's not easy catching them with

a pocket full of tweezers.


Still suns going down,

Can't wait for tomorrow.

To catch Flummox floating,

Off the ground.


Have to climb aboard fluffy cloud,

Passing by, can't wait till tomorrow.

Time for me to turn off my firefly light,

See you all soon tomorrow goodnight.




Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-06-07 at 00:00

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Alan, I think it would be called a 'nonsense poem'. Not that there's anything wrong with that genre, and in this case it doesn't either take away the charm factor. :)