Dough?
Spondulics, shekels, kraut.
Ray?
He shouted "Wha'd I Say."
Me?
The bird I’m all about.
Fa?
Third syllable in 'hay.'*
Soul?
It's what a Welk ain't got.
La?
Says 'the' in French…c'est con.
Si?
Says 'oui' in climates hot.
(Thus
doggerel regurges dough**)
Da
capo
* I.e., as in 'al-fal-fa.'
** I.e., as in 'alfalfa,' gelt, bucks, dinero…
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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