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Wednesday, December 4, 2024

Bio In Brief: An Apologia

Uly Poe pens dogg'rel verse.
"'Tis fun," hums Uly, "I disburse."
The gamut runs from bad to worse.
The matter treated...? Plu-diverse --
most, postcards from his universe,
replies to grudges he must nurse.
My summary...? Let me be terse:
a blessing, largely. (Not a curse.)

'Fre(e/y)'-For-All

Says Joffrey to Geoffrey 
astride his pale palfrey.
"Life care-free I've never not sought."
Says Geoffrey to Joffrey,
"To get out of jail free,
bent referees have to be bought."
Says Joffrey to Geoffrey
from high in the belfry,
"For doodie-free life I have fought."
Says Geoffrey to Joffrey,
"If you'd be some fancy-free 
conferee, act as you ought." 

First Week Of Advent Musical Liturgy, Day 5, Thursday: Lettuce...

Here is today's seasonal hymn.
Everybody, sing
   "Lettuce...? No! Lettuce...? No! 
Lettuce...? No!" 


...And Another Thing...: On The Contrary

     Art's not only long;      it's almost always wrong.   April's not the cru'lest month. (That's gotta be December.) ...