(a work in progress)
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.)
Thursday, January 26, 2023
Runcibl'd Perispooner
Streaming's such a racket -- it's costin' me a packet. :
Pay-Per-View ::
(Me): Don't y'all smell gas...? (You): Don't be an ass! :
Vapor! Phew!
Pay-Per-View ::
(Me): Don't y'all smell gas...? (You): Don't be an ass! :
Vapor! Phew!
Wordplaythings IV: The Party Game
scissors,
cut out your
favorite
MAGA-
mendacity
conversation
balloon text
and pin it
nearest to
whichever
cavity it
sounds like
it's issuing
from.
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