My son Sam sent me a poem br Called Wishful Winkers br Made up from English words br He had been teaching his French speaking girlfriend br He said it reminded him of a 2nd grade vocabulary list br This is the poem - br br Wishful Winkers br br Tousled top and br Twiddling dawdlers br mozy over morning br dabbling the day br and twizzling the night br br I said that I liked his nonsense poem and that it qualified as a TongueDancer br He said “it's not quite nonsense. what would you be doing if you were br twizzling the night and waking up tousled? ” br I said “dabbling in dalliance I dare say”.