Inky Pinky (For the childrens. Or in Yorkshire: For’t kids.) by Madstoffa © 2017
Inky Pinky wore her shoes
Right one left, left one right.
It made her wobble when she ran
Inky was a silly sight.
Inky Pinky ate her lunch
Whilst standing on her head.
It was funny as she slurped her soup
Not so much her bread.
Inky Pinky spoken in riddles
Mostly all the time.
We understood the cat could dance
But why the lemon lime?!
Inky Pinky pudding plop!
Ginger spliced with cheese.
No! The blighter’s infected me!
It’s an Inky Pinky slinky sneeze!