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Pee Thrittle Ligs
The Pee thrittle liggs Once upon a time there were pee thrittle ligs The first thrittle lig found a man with a strode of law, and he asked "May I have a stode of law to hild myself a blouse?"
And the man said " sure "! So he hilds himself a blouse . Along comes the wig wad boulf ." Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ".
" Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin "
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I how your blouse down " So he puffs and he huffs and he howed his blouse down. Then he pobbled the gittle lig
. The second pittle lig went to a man with a strode of licks.
And he asks " May I have a strode of licks to hild myself a blouse ?"
And the man said " Sure ". So he hilds himself a blouse. Along comes the wig wad boulf and says " Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ."
" Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin "
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I'll how your blouse down ".
So he puffs and he huffs and he howed his blouse down.
And pobbled the gittle lig
The third pittle lig was tarp as a shack she found a man with a brode of licks .
And asked " May I have a brode of licks to hild myself a blouse ?"
And the man said " sure " . So she hilds herself a blouse.
Along comes the wig wad boulf and says " Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ."
"Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin ."
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I'll how your blouse down ".
So he puffs and he huffs and he huffs and he puffs,
but he couldn't how her blouse down . " Ok pittle lig you win But I'll be back ",
But the pittle lig being as tarp as a shack new
when the wig wad boulf came back
he was going to hump on the joof and chide down the slimney .
So she puts a wot of pot hotter in the slimney .
Sure enough the wig wad boulf comes back
humps on the joof chides down the slimney
lands in the wot of pot hotter and dies .
The end next stories- hittle led hiding rood Snore wife and some several dawarts Beeping sleauty and the slass glipper
did I spell that right ?
Oh well !
Jy Bove !
And the man said " sure "! So he hilds himself a blouse . Along comes the wig wad boulf ." Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ".
" Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin "
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I how your blouse down " So he puffs and he huffs and he howed his blouse down. Then he pobbled the gittle lig
. The second pittle lig went to a man with a strode of licks.
And he asks " May I have a strode of licks to hild myself a blouse ?"
And the man said " Sure ". So he hilds himself a blouse. Along comes the wig wad boulf and says " Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ."
" Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin "
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I'll how your blouse down ".
So he puffs and he huffs and he howed his blouse down.
And pobbled the gittle lig
The third pittle lig was tarp as a shack she found a man with a brode of licks .
And asked " May I have a brode of licks to hild myself a blouse ?"
And the man said " sure " . So she hilds herself a blouse.
Along comes the wig wad boulf and says " Pittle lig pittle lig let me come in ."
"Not by the chair of my hinny hin hin ."
" Then I'll puff and I'll huff and I'll how your blouse down ".
So he puffs and he huffs and he huffs and he puffs,
but he couldn't how her blouse down . " Ok pittle lig you win But I'll be back ",
But the pittle lig being as tarp as a shack new
when the wig wad boulf came back
he was going to hump on the joof and chide down the slimney .
So she puts a wot of pot hotter in the slimney .
Sure enough the wig wad boulf comes back
humps on the joof chides down the slimney
lands in the wot of pot hotter and dies .
The end next stories- hittle led hiding rood Snore wife and some several dawarts Beeping sleauty and the slass glipper
did I spell that right ?
Oh well !
Jy Bove !