Runny+Babbit

Way down in the green woods Where the animals all play, They do things and they say things In a different sort of way - Instead of sayin' "purple hat," They all say "hurple pat." Instead of sayin' "feed the cat," They just say "ceed the fat." So if you say, "let's bead a rook Thats billy as can se," You're talking Runny Babbit talk, Just like mim and he.
 * Runny Babbit - a Billy Sook by Shel Silverstein**
 * Getting Started**

Runny lent to the wibery And there were bundreds of hooks - Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one And guess whihc one he took - A bience scook? A boetry pook? Oh, no - a //bomic cook//.
 * Runny's Heading Rabits**

Runny got the picken chox And had to bay in sted, With sped rots on his beley And sped rots on his head. His friends all gave him sicken choup, Bumgalls and bicorice lends. And guess what little Runny Babbit Fave to all his griends!
 * Runny Shearns to Lare**

Let's try some spoonerisms of our own