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Tuesday, October 4, 2022

The Spoons & Quincunx

Our pact the judge rules null. 
The left flank of a hull. 
     Court of Appeal / port of a keel 

Get me all the breaking news.
Let them Speen boys pay their dues.
     Spill the beans / bill the Speens

He slinks about, singin' the blues
on account of (he says), "Where's me shoes!"
When I point out some putti
(no feet -- so, no bootie),
he still moans 'bout payin' his dues.

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...