Yesterday I went to the Slumpywoods. My god that was shruggly! I still am all brizzerly! The wood was so slumpy and everything there was so sodderly and brumpy and me all alone right in the middle of it! Far away I heard the Gammerock froozing and the Zirrapop was frunching so maulderingly. And all the time little swinks cazoozled about me and made me all flumsy. I wandered on and on and the wood got slumpier and slumpier. Suddenly I saw a garrywonk standing right in front of me. But a right zumpy garrywonk it was, plunking at me with its gaugly stroogs!