Author Anonymous Whisky Frisky, Hipperty hop, Up he goes To the tree top! Whirly, twirly, Round and round, Down he scampers To the ground. Furly, curly, What a tail, Tall as a feather, Broad as a sail. Where's his supper? In the shell. Snappy, cracky, Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.8 (8 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments