So whaddya gonna do to prevent the post-holiday slump? Book the next holiday, of course! (Paris for a week in October). And write some nonsense verse based on the language of Lewis Carroll. The Alice books have long been one of my favourite reads, both in childhood and now. This is the voice of the mimsy borogoves (illustrated below as the ones with long pelican legs and weepy hairbrush faces).
Jibberjabberwocky or the Mimsy Borogoves
Minging flimsy zzzizzy whimsy bizzz
Fair few feathers falling out
Awww why whiney whingy where oh when?
Whimper me softly
Ayyyy a naminin moo moo mincy nin moan
Rustle the muscle and bustle
Shush mushing weep seep trickle deep
Come all alone to the great groan
Update on 18th September, 2014: I’m connecting this to Tony Maude’s wonderful prompt of nonsense verse at dVerse Poets, although it is not strictly a rhymed and metered piece.