A Humorous Tingle

A storm of greed that rushed out need,

It seems a reason that’s meant no treason.

Yet time has lost the incredulous risk.

That swoop the loops of tumbling week.

 

The dumdletee lumpetee deed um.

A hum like none other than thee.

Such jolly like golly a heartfelt ahoy!

Skipping through rocks and pebble, what joy!

 

Is time the stoppage that rhymes with rampage?

The momentous nothing of laughter and ripple tine.

From this moment I can only fumble and tumble.

Through glee and jumbled up double.

~S.H.~

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