Grrrr

When the Grumpalumpagous comes to town,
Garrumphing on his way to the Galapagos Islands,
He is apt to be querulous and garrulous,
And greedy for gorgonzola and gobstoppers.
Beware his gaping, growling gullet, and even
More so his gruff and grouchy gossipmongering.

Bumble

Hours are made of bees
Droning by on stained-glass wings.
Humming and fizzing or
Whirring and wizzing,
Passing however they please.