It's twi in the Margreave
The howlins are frippered
The wodden is full of zeeth
and still and silent is the river
The Orfg waits therein
Slick and green and moamed
For the Oocrspin
Hard and red and quoamed
Together, they galoof and whillip
The Oocrspin and The Orfg palazin through the river
Together, they paroof and thillip
The Oocrspin and The Orfg horenock through the river
Then, the dite turns and the Oocrspin knows
He stabs the Orfg to end the dame
All is umidus and so stops their strokes
After such cadilup, only 4 things stay the same:
It's twi in the Margreave
The howlins are frippered
The wodden is full of zeeth
and still and silent is the river
AN: This was from a high school assignment where we needed to tell a story with nonsensical words. I'm sure all of you can tell who I'm writing about. (Oocrspin and Orfg are both anagrams of their original names).
