Purple
My favrit pets are horses.
My favrit colour’s purple,
but now I’m in a pickle
cos nothing rhymes with urple!
A simple prob, don’t worry,
I’ll soon be feeling chirple.
I’ll just invent some new words
like wurple, yurple, zurple.
My best friend’s name is Heather,
(tho today I’ll call her Hurple).
She loves Mauve, Magenta, aMethyst,
but her favrit shade is Murple.
My favrit purple’s Cadbry.
That lustrous, rich, deep purple -
the kind wot wraps up choccies.
I gobble, chomp and schlurple.
Oh yerk, I must have et too much,
my stomach’s feeling slurple.
I think it’s coming up again …
oh no, it’s just a burple!
I warned my stoopid brother
(I think I’ll name him Thurple)
that if he eats my Cadbrys
he’ll get a purple nurple!
I’m sick from too much Cadbrys
and words that end in urple.
I’m stopping this dumb poem now
Cos nothing rhymes with purple!
Sorry ...
