Alphabet Soup

Alphabet Soup

As an alternative to alliterative alphabets
Ben became bemused by beautiful basketry.
Cried cos cane couldn't curve.
Dropped doughnuts down Diane's drawers.
Even Ellen eviscerated 'er eggs,
furiously frying flapjacks for Fred.
Got given grey gumballs - oh gross!
Hope Happy Hamish'll hop here
in impish, indigo, iridescent inserts.
Jauntily jangling Jane's jutting jugs.
Knowing Kit-Kats kill keen kids,
Little Larry licked lemon lollipops,
munching many magical mouth-watering marvels
not noticing novel no-calorie nosebags,
often oggling oversized oval orios.
Perhaps pear pudding'll possibly pacify
questioning urge to quaff quantities,
rightfully rated as really rotten rubbish.
Surely sudden suspension of sweets suggested?
Too late, terribly troubled tummy trembles,
undulates, 'n unceremoniously up-chucks.
Vexed at vision of viscous viscera,
wails with whingeing, wallowing whines.
What eXactly did this eXpert eXpect?
You yearn to yell at yon youth
Zip-it!