PLINCKE

Bash crash clatter
Spatter sputter splatter
Jangle rattle brittle battle
Jungle jingle jingle jangle

Slam! Bam! Bish! Spam!
Dish dam! Ham wham!
Go slow! Oh no!
No! Thanks!

Thank you, ma’am!
Wop bam boom!
Wallop dop dollop trollop
Thud thump clonk wonk

Wonky Wonka Willy Silly
Billy Fury Filly Surly
Dilly donk flonk flunk
Dink dunk plink plunk

Sink brink sunk drunk
Plinky plonky, plonker, Rodney!
Drip tip drip slip
Click clack thwack whack

Hair flick, Herr Flick!
Blip itch flip switch
on off on off on off
On. My. Wick.

Tick Tock Clock, docked
Tick Tock Tick Tock
tick tock tick tock
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!

Clickety-click bickety-bick
At The End. Of my wits
tick tick tick tick
Tock block block

STOP


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