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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.

Aeneid Anagram Mania

I sing of arms and the man... ...not his farm and gas mine...  (This is a tale of heroes in war, not agribusiness and the energy sector.)