Flapping Heads

Brillig Outgrabery

They forecant and back,
Trithing blashly adjist the farce.
Skortful and ruthe.
Ever trithing.
Gnost the braskly smitchet!
Farhaven and anon.
Farhaven to juxly.
'Tis a poor, and uncomfortable thing.

© 2020 Dripping Chocolate Madness

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Papaya

Don't understand a darned thing here until the last line but it was fun to read this out loud.
I sounded like a pirate. Or maybe a drunkard. A drunk pirate probably.

Posted 5 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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5 Years Ago

That's just because its friday night in Toronto.
;)

5 Years Ago

Lol! :) I'm too old to drink like a pirate.

5 Years Ago

Nonsense.
You're never too old to be a pirate.
Second star to the right, and straight .. read more

Reinrose

Ummm. Trying to jabberwocky? Nice try.

Posted 5 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

5 Years Ago

It's been stuck in my head for at least a month.
One, two! One, two!
And through and t.. read more

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Added on July 28, 2020
Last Updated on July 28, 2020

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Dripping Chocolate Madness

Wandering, RI

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Not a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..