Poem of Non-Sense; ‘Gall Four Naught’

Scrolls the drolls of differs swelths
clangs the bang of dingers shells
moonscape’s runeshapes gufflinks ‘nored
rise the hearties wit pinkles tells
ponc loik twangs of ever’d vessence
shingling sparlkles like tinker’s bells
swamprythin svarks oearn crocolyles mainge
gore four gorked theek bullet’s pained.