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Posted: 15/08/2016 Filed under: Poetry corner, Uncategorized | Tags: coodle, dark, doodle, funny, nonsense, poetry 8 CommentsThe roughage grows dark – by Minty Boffle
The dark doodle
Once it may have been true to a point,
That the roughage was rough and the flample was goint,
But when looked down on it’s true that you see,
The flample was pample and goadingly droit
It once looked quite pretty when viewed in the dark,
The roughage, the pample, hung out in the park,
For sitting on swings and going all weeee,
But the droit came upon them and cut them a’grark
The pample did stample and the roughage did yank,
And across the sandpit the pair they did sank,
To rid them both ever of the nether-seen droit,
They pitched up a coodle and had a stout plank
But the roughage not covered beneath the pitch coodle,
Was exposed to the droit right on to his noodle,
And the pample did peek out a safe word to utter,
But the roughage was lost with it’s memory a doodle
monkeybroth 
I’ve reblogged you on my Cloud. Linked through to here. I really love this.
– Esme of Cloud fame waving away with her flample
Also came here from Esme. Good poem.
Minty wanted me to pass on her thanks for your kind comment. She’s blushing ever-so…
Hi Esme upon the Cloud! Thanks very much for the reblog – Minty will be so pleased! She is a delicate soul and rarely sees the world outside of the Biffordshire Vole museum that she so carefully curates, so this will be a boost to her self esteem. I’m glad you like some of the waffle written on the site. There’s never enough time, but we hope to keep it spinning gently along until life allows more rambling.
Lovely. Pass on my regards, Voles are so underrated I find as are moles of course, cousins as they are.
Fab last line too.
– Esme beaming a smile out and waving cherrily upon the Cloud
Followed a linkum here from Esme’s Cloud
Wanted to thankum for this, head bowed.
Thank you pendantry – very kind! I’ll be sure to pass along to Minty, the beautiful cosy soul that she is.
[…] I came across this a couple of weeks back and loved it so much it stuck with me enough to insist on a replay up here — raps on her skull with knuckles — that has led to the rarest of rarities . . . a reblog upon the Cloud! Excellent wordplay — enjoy. The original page can be found by clicking on the title of the poem. ps – The name of the author alone deserves a medal of some kind. The roughage grows dark – by Minty Boffle […]