"The Noobish Foadies"

The Noobish Foadies

“Oh Mother, come quickly! Look out past the trees!
The foadies are fooming! They’re swarming like bees!
Their deekish small bodies are loaded with pame;
They’re wooblessly flying like moths to a flame!”

“Now, Jamie, don’t draffle and try not to frown;
As soon as they’ve gundled, they’ll settle right down.
They always get noobish when deeklah’s in bloom.
Out there by the borken, they’ll have lots of room.”

“I know they’re just foadies, but what if they tark?
We can’t leave them gundled out there in the dark?
The grambers might groot them or tob them, or worse!
To leave them there morkled is simply perverse!”

“Look out there now, Jamie, and try not to weep.
The foadies have gundled; they’re ready for sleep.
I know you were draffled, but they’ll be alright.
Now boardle in daggly and have a good night.”