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Friday, August 20, 2021

Mageeks ala Ogden (11)

     Stravinsky's / Navy's 
skirts
     lead to waves of transvestite en-
listments by Russian com-
posers: their subsequent 
hazing's a practice which 
hurts.
 
     Elephants / Help! A 
Sten!
     Still, don't gun 'em! Jus' stun 'em: they've
left the preserve yet a-
gain.  

     A variant:
 
     Elephants / lapse 
then, 
     but we don't need no pachyderms when 
we've got tanks; nor lack we sperm whales, 
men.
 
     Igor Stravinsky / In Yg's* RV, troikas / kiss gravy or 
tin!
     (Note that lewd recreational
camper-cum-luge Ygor's 
in.)
        * The Maestro's libidinous
young protege, Ygor.
 
     Alphabets / bathe; pals / spelt 
'Baha.'
     Still I wept, having kept not one 
vowel from the files: hold your 
"ha-ha"!
 
     Northeast / has 
rotten
     weather: such snows those un-
fortunates seem to have 
gotten!
 
     Memory / Me…? Or 
my
     neural net: info coded, then 
loaded in brain cells for use by and 
by.
 
     Woody Allen / a lewd
loony.
     The old goon married Soon Yi: Wood’s
potty, cartoony. (And
puny.)
 
     Gilgamesh / "I l-_ _ _ ham,
eggs!"
     "Oh, me, too -- over e-_ _ _ . Please to 
order some!" Enkidu
begs.)
 
     The Iliad…? / Ha! It
lied:
     ‘Twas young Hektor who lived and A-
chilles who (Homer sings)
died.
 
     The Odyssey / doth (yes,
yes!)
     say much more about Homer than
uninformed readers might
guess.
 
     Death / "The
Da"
     aka "Grounding Father," "Drop
Daddy" and "Ouch, Mein Pa-
pa."
 
     Plays Well With LettersHalt! Pretty swell
wiles!
     We've ne’er seen chicaneries,
dissimulations and
cons penn’d in such sassy 
styles.
 
     John Falstaff / No 'f', 'j,’ hast
'laff.'
     Thus Will's knight, when all's done, seems more
punny, less funny...more
naff.
 
     Vaclav Havel / va-va-va-...
chell!
     (That last word I've not heard. Be it
Czech…? (The dude's pecs ring a
bell.)
 
     Florida's* / afro
slid.
     Now some parts of her nape and left
earlobe show. (Once, they were
hid.)
 
     * Actress Friebus
 
     Certificate / fact I re-
cite!
     You’re a pup…? Just shut 
up! (Rare's the dog eru-
dite.)
 
     Howdy, Doody! / Who'd yoyo'd
D*...?
     Which one spun -- jus' for fun that ol'
clown up and down...? (It weren’t
me.)

     *D's for 'Drumpf.'
 
     Pensacola! / Lo! Cana-
pes:
     they appear to've wash’d ashore amidst El
Golfo's heavy
seas.
 
     Illinois / Is I ill...?
No!
     (Though Peoria's playlist* I'll
gladly fore-
go.)
 
     * "Will it play in Peoria...?" – but 
is that a question ask'd anymore...?
 
     Attila the Hun, / tha' late I
hunt,
     Candid Camera hath caught. (You da
man, Allen
Funt!)
 
     Monster...? / Mr. T's
one!
     (Though less the Hun: more
jus' for 
fun.)
 
     America / “I'm a
race:
     See me run. 'Til I'm done, I'll not 
stay in one
place.”
 
     Gregorian Chant / Can it hang
Roger*…?
     It fail’d to hoist Hoyt,**
that Los Angeles
Dodger.
 
     * Maris  ** Wilhelm
 
     Mitt Romney / "Not my time."
-- R.
     ("I'd an Edsel be, were I some
futile American 
car.")
 
     Duke Ellington/ I'd not kneel,
lug --
     though I'd gladly grant Edward one
hot-jazzy Harlemesque
hug.
 
     Walt Disney: / Deny it's
law...
     that some rodents here (some
ducks, too) are regarded with 
awe.
 
     Doc Martin / MD or
antic...?
     He be bōt' -- on the Cornish (i.
e., Cornwall's) côte de l'At-
lantic.
 
     Napoleon’s / one’s pal...?
No!...
     Not since Waterloo'd laid our lad
(Elba remain’d his pad) 
low.
 
     Roosevelt / Vote R...?
Lose!
     (We're not wrong: Frank holds strong lib'ral
left-leanin' socialist 
views.)
 
     Abraham Lincoln: / All bain, no
charm...*
     claim the Rebs: "Freein' slaves wreaks -- on 
us -- some consid'rable 
harm."
            * Or, “all brain 'n' macho” (?) 
 
     Senator /
Treason*
     When's this guy lose his seat...? When hell
turns off the heat, causin’  
freezin'...?
 
     * Refers to many current and recent GOP pols.
 
     Picasso / A sop 
(sic)
     I mis-misspell. (How hyper-cor-
rections appear fast 'n'
thick!)
 
     Sherlock Holmes / "Hel-lo!" (S.H.
mocks ‘er.)
     She's a pekingese, Sherlock...no 
pitbull, basenji or
boxer.
 
     "Lewis Carroll: / roc' swill." 
-- Lear
     "His allure to the little ones
(girls) runs to 'snark hunts,' I
hear."
 
     Aesop / A 
pose...?
     Thus-named fabulists may have lived;
who they were no one now 
knows.
 
     Oprah Winfrey / Why pine for
Ra
     when you’ve snagg'd you a Stedman…? (Ha-
ha-ha-ha...ha-ha-ha-
ha!)
 
     Lady Gaga'll / gag y'all,
lad.
     (Her couture...? Not demure. Most con-
cur: Gaga’s draggily
clad.)
 
     Sarah Palin / rash -- in a
lap.
     For someone so slick, poli-
schtickin' in lipstick's a
snap.
 
     Dante 
ante'd;
     his Commedia won. Since then,
Alighieri's a-
vanti'd.
 
     Editorials / to Dis-
raeli
     record callous critiques of not
only Will’s* bull but Will's 
ceili.
 
     * William Gladstone,
Ben’s nemesis
 
     Jesus Christ / J! (Such is
rest.
     More than Peck's better boy, young J
C be Da's absolute 
best!)
 
     Moby Dick / my bock I'd
__ (blank)____...
     whilst I'd shun peg-leg'd captains, har-
poonists 'n' white whales who
drank.
 
     Madonna / Damn!
(On a...
     whole 'nother note, who'll on
this lady dote (say) ma-
ñana...?)
 
 
     A. A. Milne / I...? Me...?
Anal...?
     (Dick shall not touch my tomes, though a
semi-illiterate 
Jane'll.)
 
     Cervantes / Can't
verse...
     render tiresome no-
vellas more
terse...?
 
     Nightmare / arming the
___(blank)__:
     What might 
preschoolers do with a
tank...?)
 
       A variant
 
     Nightmare! / Arm the
nig-...?
     Fill that cup 'n' it's
up -- re: "the
jig."
 
     Carl Sagan / nags
Clara:*
     "Join our trip. Bound's this
ship for New 
Terra."
 
     * It turns out the astronomer 
sported something of an anachronistic 
Jones for the "It" Girl, Miss Bow.
 
     Underdog /
grounded...
     'til a,fresh round of
war cries get
sounded.
 
     Pat Riley / liar-
type.
     We were warn’d to dis-
credit Pat's 
hype.)

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