Philip Babble loved the city.
He loved driving through town in his big comfy chair, and more than anything he loved seeing all the new places.
One day, while driving, he noticed a sign with a Scribbly Scrabble.
“Mommy, what’s that on the sign? What’s the Scribbly Scrabble?” asked Philip Babble.
She smiled and said, “Well, Philip Babble, that’s not a Scribbly Scrabble!
Those are words on a sign that say ‘Boot and Saddle’”
Philip rolled the words off his tongue, “Booooooot and sad-dull”
But then a bus drove in front with a Scribbly Scrabble!
“Mommy!” he yelled, “It’s a Scribbly Scrabble!”
“Look again Philip Babble!
It’s an ad for a play, not a Scribbly Scrabble.”
The bus drove away and then Philip Babble
asked his Mom very nicely,
“What are Scribbly Scrabbles?”
“Those are letters and words, they’re not Scribbly Scrabbles.
They all have some meaning and sound, Philip Babble.”
“That’s Wickerly’s Ice Cream,
And this one says School,
Here’s the Penn Museum,
Isn’t that cool?”
Philip began to get excited.
“What’s that over there, what’s the Scribbly Scrabble?”
“It says Washington Square, it’s a park Philip Babble”
“What’s that one say, with the sandwich and steak?”
“That’s a nice, little deli, they also sell shakes!”
“What about the statue with the cat split in two?”
“That’s a great big sign for the Philadelphia Zoo.”
“Philip Babble!” she exclaimed
with a sweet, loving tone
“Words are EVERYWHERE,
silly, they’re all over town.
They’re in the air,
and on the ground.
They’re glued to buses,
and stuck over stores,
they’re in all our parks
and even more!”
Philip sat back in his big comfy chair and smiled at the street that was zipping by just outside his window. He looked all around the great big city but no matter how hard he tried, Philip Babble couldn’t find a single Scribbly Scrabble.