The Ghosts of Gammer Groznez; or, The Mad Non-Binary Olfactor's Song: Tercet the Second

"We thought we smelt a burning cross, 

the brand the Klan deploys.
Our further snort (the full-fledg'd sort) 

sens'd MAGAgirls 'n' -boys
igniting BLM flags -- 

some, chiffons; some, corduroys."

Wednesday Funnies

         Cervicalgia at Wimbledon

What Are Friends For...?

Think my bucket list's disabl'd...? 
Tabl'd...? Nay! All's on the table:
write my alphabetty Grable;

right the Leaning Tow'r o' Babel;
mut'ny 'board the Caine enable;
bruit apologenius stable;
limn an nth-degreesop fable...
(Him who helps...? My "chum"per cable!)