Challenge
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.'
This is a piece taken from Lewis Carol's "Jabberwocky", one of my favorite poems of all time. Even though the poem is written in gibberish, with words from Carol's own imagination, it still manages to convey meaning and capture a strong tone. Poems don't have to make sense to be enjoyable.
Write your own poem in gibberish, but try to capture a certain tone, funny, solemn, urgent, mysterious.
If it has a rhythm or meter, all the better. But most importantly, have fun! 100 coins to the winner.
Suumer
Drizzle bizzle fizzle
Scordle brotle heur
O whet 'tis it?
'Twas bet only ev'r be.
Suumer, heaching San
For lone boing hearth
Timely lads yondering
Al thee wey slaughing.
Ne'er did I fathom,
Wat is it 'bout Suumer
Dat thea gather to cheer.
Drey, gin, rum!
Is it de breely great warm
Adding to thy vibe.
I wonder and ponder.
What makes dis fun?
To say I must or
Maybe, lee wandering
Better longer duration
Of de daily blu sky.
Suumer, whet a grand
Tym for outings ´nd
Much more beachy time.
Truly, right so.
I do love thee.
Come stay for 'while
Suumer. Now I need
A lemonade.
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