Wibbley wobbly wOO!
A Gillily-Go once showed me hay, one watery skyfall cloud-growled day.
A miles defying way to slay a long lost path past peril's way.
And through the shortcut flee I flew and floated free to slay the play.
The foul'n foolish flee I flayed.
Wakka, wakka, wakka...
Pellet pilfering peril!
I'll wakka, wakka you!