ABC Wednesday
April 18th, 2010

N is the letter and it stands for Nonsense Poetry by aNonymous and others....

The Great Panjandrum  by Samuel Foote

So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage-leaf

to make an apple pie,

and at the same time

a great she-bear, coming down the street,

pops its head into the shop.

What! no soap?

So he died

and she very imprudently married the Barber;

and there were present

the Picinnies,

and the Joblillies,

and the Garyulies

and the Great Panjandrum himself,

with the little round button at top,

and they fell to playing the game of catch-as-catch can,

till the gunpowder ran out at the heels of their boots.

(there is a nice story about the source of this nonsense verse if you care to Google it)

The Quangle Wangle's Hat by Edward Lear

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree

The Quangle Wangle sat 'But his face you could not see,

On account of his Beaver Hat

For his hat was a hundred and two feet wide,

With ribbons and bibbons on every side

And bells and loops and lace;

So that nobody ever could see the face

Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.

The Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, -
'Jam and jelly, and bread
Are the best of food for me!
But the longer I live on this Crumpetty Tree
The plainer than ever it seems to me
That very few people come this way
And that life on the whole is far from gay!'
Said the Quangle Wangle Quee.

Well, to make a long story short, as this is a very long poem and you might not 
have time to read it all,
two canaries, The Stork, the duck and the Owl, the Snail and the Bumble bee, a Frog and the Fimble Fowl with the Corkscrew leg, and the Golden Grouse and the Pobble, the small Olympean bear and the Dong with the luminous nose, together with the Blue Baboon who play the flute, the Orient Calf and the Attery Squash - plus the Bisky Bat, all came and asked permission to build their nest on the Quangle Wangle's Hat.

And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty tree -
'When all these creatures move
what a wonderful noise there'll be!'
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the flute of the Blue Baboon,
On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree, And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.

You could amuse yourselves for hours if you just google 'Nonsense Verses'
and probably giggle a great deal besides.......
You will find many poems by aNonymous there, as well
as it seems to have been a favourite pastime for that sort of fellow.

For more takes on the letter N nod off over to Mrs. Nesbitt's, here.