The Whirlulous Wier

The Whirlulous Wier was a fun little Wier who grew up in a normal Wier hut.
His parents were like any other Wier and Wieran raising a group of Wiermutt.

He worked and he played and enjoyed most his days and never a wonkle was wept.
He would end all his days in a sleep induced haze and enjoyed his dronks as he slept.

But one day our Whirlulous Wier met a Wonkulous Wier and their friendship was formed in two snaps.
They ran down by the Smonkle and ate at the Grubble and laughed till they hurt their laugh traps.

As friendship grew strong it didn't take long until Whirlulous and Wonkulous chose to wed.
But this couldn't be because, you will see, it was against all the rules of the Shrunks.

"It's never been done!" "I just don't see how!" "It's always been Wier and a Wiran until now!"

"But why can't we be as we want to be and not how you've always done then?"

"It is what it is and why should we change and you just have to do as we say!"

"But that isn't fair we love and we care for a Wier and a Wier CAN be wed!"

"NO that is final we won't change or try to; we like how it always has been!"

So The Whirlulous Wier and the Wonkulous Wier are friends but shall never be wed.
But the happiness died and the dronks lost their shine and loneliness covers their head.

It's so hard to say why Wiers of today can still feel they are doing the right thing
By depriving a friend of the one simple thing that can make them feel joined by a ring.