The Illny Yungle
[The following was written per the instructions given at Bouts Râmes.]
The illny yungle and her zeer
Wungled by a vulzum chate.
“Behoof and skrie, and bezel theer,”
The zeer did porgle, full of glate.
“Behoof the krumpf, and skrie oostem!”
Blainged the yungle, full of thrornge.
“Helvin tsang, but never yoosfem,
For every theer is zran kvorange.”