The Quangle Wangle’s back

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• robhann

  June 13, 2022 at 3:30 pm

  The Quangle Wangle’s back!
  On top of the Crumpetty Tree
  The Quangle Wangle sat
  With all the creatures who came to see
  His wonderful Beaver hat

  Whilst his hat was a 102 feet wide
  With ribbons and bibbons on every side
  With bells and buttons and loops and lace
  It soon became too crowded a place
  For all the creatures their who set up their home
  Poor Quangle Wangle was never alone

  And from the flute of the blue baboon
  There came but the sound of a single tune
  Night after night he continued to play
  And more and more creatures turned up to stay

  Like the Bibble Bobble with the Wobbly Tooth
  And the Snook with the Crooked Back
  and the Hairy Stoat and the Three Toed Sloth
  And the one eyed Yorkshire Yak

  All of them came to skip and play
  And this carried on for a year and a day

  Until a stinky-winkler-beazle-bub fly
  Flew past and landed nearby
  Now the stinky winkler beazle bub fly
  Carries a smell that brings tears to the eye

  And high in the crumpetty tree
  The smell of this fly made the QuangleQuee cry
  Tears tickled his nose and he started to sneeze
  He sneezed so hard he blew the leaves off the trees
  Which upset the orient calf, from the land of tute
  Who knocked over the blue baboon who broke his flute
  Who tripped up the pobble who’s got no toes
  Who stepped on the dongs’ poor luminous nose
  Who sat on the small Olympian bear
  Who suddenly wished he wasn’t there

  Only the three toed sloth remained aloof
  Although it was he who in truth
  Had knocked out the Bible bobbles’ wobbly tooth

  And so because of a single stinky winkler beazle bub fly
  All the creatures had to say “good-bye”
  To the Quangle Wangle Quee

  Who, drying his eyes in the Crumpetty Tree
  Said:

  “Mmm – Peace at last – and more jam, jelly and bread for me!”.

  © Rob Hann

  With suitable acknowledgement to Edward Lear

  Hollie

  June 30, 2022 at 3:35 pm

  Hello Rob, I am fascinated that the source of your inspiration was the nineteenth-century author, poet, and painter Edward Lear. I wanted to know whether you could speak to the development of the characters in your own poem?

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