Yellow Wellies

by kiwisteveh

Funny Nonsense Poem Contest Winner

When I wore my yellow wellies
and went down to Aunty Sally's,
she was drinking Tofu tea with Cousin Bob.
Seems a walrus with pink flippers
had eloped with Suzy's slippers
and run off to Timbuctoo to find a job.

Then a pack of leaping llamas
in their polka-dot pyjamas
sang a lullaby in shades of pearly pink.
Down in Crazy Horse's teepee
all the eskimos grew sleepy
and the flatulent flamingo took to drink.

Though the details may be murky,
I remember that a turkey
blew the whistle on Thanksgiving to our host.
There were Crepes Louisiana
and a bear in a bandana
found Bill Hickok taking potshots at a ghost.

Then a jaunty little fella
and a geisha with umbrella
whispered, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead."
Life is fleeting, little sweeting;
are we winning or retreating
or just waking up with cake-crumbs in the bed?

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