Wulgrew Brohn and Brimlers

I woddle upon the widdle,

And plith upon the ploth,

She glibs along,

Bloof bloof brong,

And as I woddle I fod and I wod and I vod,

My horg tivid with potation,

I hinnle and hinnle and quair,

Upon the tiggish and frob nutair,

That if leeged on mine trib and frit widation,

I would bottail any who swib or yib her flihation,

I coggle upon the kiggle,

And vith upon the voth,

She glibs along,

Zif zif zong,

And as I coggle I pog and I zog and I yog,

My vliz wollid with trotation,

I wiffen and wiffen and foon,

Upon the zollish and tret hoopoon,

That if hinnied on mine vil and zeet melation,

I would ceylees any who bleer or zeer her wilation,

I hoshle upon the hishle,

And jith upon the joth,

She whilns along,

Yoif yoif yong,

I lotzom her with wulgrew brohn and brimlers,

Until frilb noot and hollig doot do whilm her.