'Allo, Ollie Dragon!
Buongiorno, Madame O!
What's cookin,' Pookenschlagel…?
(The Colonel you all know.)
Hello dere, Fletcher Rabbit!
Wassup wid’ Cecil Bill…?
How are you, Fran…? ('Tis she to Tillstrom's
Jack supplies good Jill.)
So: how're they hangin', Beulah…?
Whaz 'app'nin,' Herbert Hare…?
(Good golly! Kuklapolitans be
ev'ryfrickin'where!)
They're puppets ante Muppets.
Can they can-can…? Kukla'ns can!
They're not, though small, in thrall at all
to spook Dave Duke and Klan.)
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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