Mewlium and Culium,
imaginary pals,
would speak a special language
only known to us three gals.
And sometimes I would answer
But my mother disapproved.
“Look,” she said, “There’s no one there!”
“Look!” I said, “They’ve moved!”
Mewlium and Culium
were entertaining folks.
Although she couldn’t see them
I was tickled by their jokes.
But then I went to school,
and they were lonely back at home,
so Mewlium and Culium
took leave of me to roam.