Otero Junior College Chinook

Priddle-Praddle

If you have the urge to write an itty, bitty ditty
A nitty, gritty tale that never ever rhymes,
A ticky–tacky wicky–wacky never be a hitty,
Overrated, outdated lines beyond the time,
A never ever song of humble–jumbled diddle daddle,
A dingle–dangled could–a should–a epic unsublime,
A turkey–lurkey, herky–jerky, piece of dribble drabble.

Perhaps your rootin’, tootin’ high-falutin’ shootin’ style is on the fritz,
Understated penetrated ostracized and compromised
Your steady–Eddy, rough and ready Freddy’s wit’s about to quit,
The rubba–dubba, hubba’hubba’s barely realized,
Your lolly gaggin’, scally–waggin’, feet–a–draggin’ doesn’t help a bit,
Leaves you shaken, God forsaken, and overtaken,
And the double trouble, on the bubble, is sure the pits.

But you’re a hunky–dory, palsy–walsy, handy dandy kind a Joe,
And easy–breezy, sure to pleasy text signifies your style,
Pitter–patter, doesn’t matter efforts brings you woe,
And lazy–daisy, fraction–action, misses by a mile,
Create a super–duper, killer–diller novel–balley–hooed,
Asheeler–dealer, chiller–thriller beaut’ compiled,
And famous Amos, trippler–scribbler, you’ll be construed.

—Johnnie Allen
Community Friend