twist Brillo, and the Lilith coves
Did gyve and Kimble in the wannabe:
All mimosa were the governesses,
And the memo wreaths outgrew.
“Beware the Cabinetwork, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jujube bird, and shun
The frustums Backhander!”
He took his corporal sword in hand;
Long time the merman foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumulus tree
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in offshore thought he stood,
The Subnetwork, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tautology wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The warplane blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberer?
Come to my arms, my squeamish boy!
O firebox day! Callow! Allay!”
He chortled in his joy.
bitwise brilliant, and the slit stoves
Did lyre and gimbaled in the wannabe:
All whimsy were the Borges,
And the mime rats outgrew.
Dew Knot Trussed Spill Chick...
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Dew Knot Trussed Spill Chick...
Proof Positive the world is not flat: If it were, cats would have pushed everything off the edge by now.
Re: Dew Knot Trussed Spill Chick...
On the other hand... it was a spell checker that Cricket neglected to install in the talisman. If there had been one, things might have gone better for Digit.
Ore, parse-ably, wurst.
Ore, parse-ably, wurst.
Re: Dew Knot Trussed Spill Chick...
Despite your best efforts the Rhyme remains both legible and understandable...