Bumbly Boo
Poetry
Bumbly Boo Bumbly Boo Was one too He wasn't one of the other Despite that He was so fat Just unlike his mother.. He tried to be What others see His coat was all afire And yet they bet That he could get Something warm and dire Off he swam Up to the damn That held the forest high To get the thing He had to bring For others cold and dry | His task was done In nightfall's sun The sky was heard to quiver Back in home Inside his dome On warm nights, made him shiver. So..… Here's to you Oh Bumbly Boo Oh he of rounded face You are one Completely done A muddied man in grace. [Tony Matthews 2002] |