Gobs of Jibber-Wobby & other party favors

It takes a little jabber 

To make some jibberish; 

Fallen stars, 

Late night bars, 

Curses …

And a wish. 

I make it very often, 

And freeze a little bit. 

You never know 

(As friendships grow) 

When you need a whit. 

 So listen very closely 

As I share this now: 

A slice of moon, 

Some pantaloons, 

The nose-ring of a cow. 

Mix it very thorough. 

Add a drop of dust. 

Whisk it more tomorrow; 

(Taste it if you must.) 

Now go, let’s grow, a batch or two. 

A party we shall have! 

With gobs of Jibber-Wobby

To share with all our friends.