‘Twas feckish, and the irkly grobes
Did fark and fistle in the slade;
All dingly were the rectiprobes
And the dampnuts updrade.
“Beware the Trumplewock, my friend!
The bigly mouth, those puny mitts!
Beware the Tweet bird, and off-fend
The cronious Perkletits!”
She packed her poisal voice and went:
Fat chance the vapid imp she’d spare—
So quivered he ‘neath his Cheeto tree,
And feebly cried, “Unfair!”
And, as the greelish light grew pale,
The Trumplewock, with wits of wood,
Came grabbling through the femly vale
Because he thought he could!
Eins, zwei! Eins, zwei! And quick as pie
The poisal voice sliced fierce and true:
“Go flay yourself, you mawkish elf,
And burn the residue!”
The Trumplewock would rue the day
He left his diddlepot of lack.
The frankish words would haunt him ‘til
He went galumphing back.
‘Twas feckish, and the irkly grobes
Did fark and fistle in the slade;
All dingly were the rectiprobes
And the dampnuts updrade.
STEPHANIE L. HARPER
“Trumplewocky” first appeared on this blog in February 2017. It was inspired by the monstrous farce (still!!!) inhabiting the White House, and Lewis Carroll’s timeless masterpiece, JABBERWOCKY.
SLHARPERPOETRY 
O, those pilated, feckish drumflebums!
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No parody could come close to capturing the extent of the actual nonsense.
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So true, and all the scarier!
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He’s still there (alas) and your poem is still spot-on (worth repeating, repeating, repeating …)
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Reblogged this on Praying for Eyebrowz and commented:
Brilliant!
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Thanks, Leslie!
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You’re welcome! It’s a great piece.
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When I first wrote it, it felt like it was a way to infuse a grave situation with a little levity, to add a factor of mirth to the whole demoralizing mix. A year later, it’s feeling less mirthful. We’re not out of the woods yet…
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Clever use of nonsense Carroll’s nonsense words to describe a nonsense POTUS, I hope you don’t mind that I reblog.
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Reblogged this on Wind Rush and commented:
I so enjoyed this poem inspired by Lewis Carroll’s poem, Jabberwocky. What better way than to describe the nonsense going on in the US executive office. Enjoy!
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Thank you for reblogging, LuAnne! I hope the levity does some good!
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Looks like we might need it today. Thank you for you post. My blog gets a little too serious at times, and I do love this poem (and its inspiration).
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💜
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So wonderful!
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I’m pleased you approve, though I’d have preferred for the subject matter never to have existed…
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Understood…I’m busy ignoring the State of the Union speech tonight!
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Ditto!
Nothing good could come out of putting ourselves through that.
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I’m Stephanie L. Harper and I approve of LuAnne’s parody! 😁
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