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A Confederacy Of Loonicals

A Confederacy Of Loonicals

finds
comfort and sustenance....
feeds
on
the threadbarren boards of splintered nonchalance...
a chaliceful of sponderifungles, twice toasted.....gargled
and
spit
in the eyesore
calcifies..
....brandishing loamglums.......

askewed and answerved.....

misfortune is, it is not a comedy act..........

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What a mistress of wordcrafting you are. Would love to peek into your complex brain sometime..(smile)
No, it never is - save in dishonest novels. Eloquent words, carrying eloquent thoughts. - Will