Little Miss Mufti…? She shat on Ed Tufte.
Little Jack Horace…? He shat on Chuck Norris.
Little Brass Ambo...? He shat on John Rambo.
Little Blow Peep...? On Uriah -- young Heep.
Brave Little Toot shat on George Frederick Root.
Grave Little Nell shat on Patti LaBelle.
Mary's contrary: she shat on Rick Perry.
But fat Mrs. Spratt gave no shit where she shat.
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "...plus phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The matter posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
Monday, August 5, 2019
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Rev'd Spooner Meets Rev'd Carroll
He sought to thaw each thought he saw flee, frozen, from his mind. He peer'd again, then gear'd his pen, supposin' he'd...
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PWWL is pleased to acknowledge the participation of friend-of-blog JD in creating this item. Collaboration in name, collaboration in pro...
