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Thursday, December 1, 2022

Ask Not, Dr. Spooner, Whence Fresh Holoalphabetic Sentences Come

     The Exegesis 

Several slices of smoked salmon display flushed 
grimaces as they are removed from the buffet table 
after their unsuccessful attempt at a 5-K run. 

     The Spoonerized Pangram 

The brick-frown lox dump'd over a "quazy" jog.

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