We know that
Round the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran
but what secrets does that sentence slyly hide from our eyes?
Who is the ragged rascal that ran round the rugged rock?
Ralph or Mary, Alfred or Freda?
Was the rock
amid the sandy ozone odoured, shelly blue roaring sea shore
or the languishing lavender scented purple pastures of Provence?
Does the rock think
why is this ragged rascal interrupting my rest,
pausing my Requiem in Pace with their irreverent running,
circumnavigating the penumbra of my circumference?
Is it sand or grass that feels
the feet of the ragged rascal running fast
or the rugged rock, whose repose the rascal wrecked?
Why is the ragged rascal running
perspiring to meet a perfumed maid or prurient boy
or play some fiendish prank of trick or treat on foe or friend?
Will we ever realize our desire to perceive
why the ragged rascal ran round the rugged rock?
And if the intensions of the ragged rascal become intelligible:
did Peter Piper taste the peck of pickled pepper that he picked
needs investigation.
Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 2:36 PM UTC
We know that
Round the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran
but what secrets does that sentence slyly hide from our eyes?
Who is the ragged rascal that ran round the rugged rock?
Ralph or Mary, Alfred or Freda?
Was the rock
amid the sandy ozone odoured, shelly blue roaring sea shore
or the languishing lavender scented purple pastures of Provence?
Does the rock think
why is this ragged rascal interrupting my rest,
pausing my Requiem in Pace with their irreverent running,
circumnavigating the penumbra of my circumference?
Is it sand or grass that feels
the feet of the ragged rascal running fast
or the rugged rock, whose repose the rascal wrecked?
Why is the ragged rascal running
perspiring to meet a perfumed maid or prurient boy
or play some fiendish prank of trick or treat on foe or friend?
Will we ever realize our desire to perceive
why the ragged rascal ran round the rugged rock?
And if the intensions of the ragged rascal become intelligible:
did Peter Piper taste the peck of pickled pepper that he picked
needs investigation.
Alliteration and tongue twister. Be wary of reading this poem out loud!