Harlequin Dabferret mentored a vole
to exclusively dine on clams in a bowl
with limited success
and a rather large mess
and on Harlequin’s psyche a damaging toll
Loon: The Lords of the 4th Dimension have delivered to us for the 3 Question Interview the ghost of Andrew Carnegie, who I am informed was a famous philo…philanos…phanth…do-gooder. Mr. Carnegie, when you began throwing away all your money, did you first buy enough new clothes to last you for a while?
Carnegie’s ghost: Aye. Ma tweeds were the finest.
Loon: Did you ever have to pay a fine on an overdue book?
Carnegie’s ghost: That I did, laddie. Twice.
Loon: What was your favorite meal?
Carnegie’s ghost: Haggis with mustard and a wee dram o’ whiskey.
Loon: Thank you.
(Loon curtsies. Ghost bows.)
the fools of april
we are indeed
ruled by monstrous
slaves of greed
The man with the sharpened black teeth was surprisingly nice. He gave excellent directions and merely required John to hand over his cap and bow tie in return.
Eric has just firmly ordered John:
a. to go over and tell that frenzied panther to tone it down.
b. to ask the nice man with the sharpened black teeth for directions.
c. to recite some Walt Whitman poetry to the gang of bikers.
d. to return the stolen marmalade.
When Madame Kluzinska donned her leafy hat, mountains trembled, elephants all around the world spun madly in circles, and the future leapt into the past. When she put her leafy hat away, penguins and most hyenas were confused to a standstill, but the mountains and elephants relaxed.
twigged limbs slender
sleek, not tender
sticky sap leaking
lures the bee king
leaves rattle
rustle cattle
captured
hanged
tree from tree
a lesson for you
a lesson for me
Banished, the crimson stethoscope paused at the top of the hill to look back at the hospital one last time.
‘Move along,’ ordered the escort, a humorless rib spreader.
‘Take it easy, Jack. I’m going,’ said the stethoscope, waving its earbuds in an obscene manner.
‘Right. That’s it,’ said the rib spreader, and it fair flung the crimson stethoscope far over the hill and down the other side.
‘And I’d do it again!’ the stethoscope called up to the disgusted and departing rib spreader.
‘Whatever did you do?’ asked a bunny, poking its head out of the ground near the stethoscope.
‘None of your business,’ said the stethoscope.
And the bunny spent the rest of its life in an unsuccessful quest to discover the stethoscope’s crime. The obsession caused it to lose all of its hair and to develop a debilitating quiver and twitch syndrome which veterinarians from all over the world came to observe.
The crimson stethoscope moved to Venice and continued for years to ply undiscovered its dastardly trade.
Jimmy didn’t stand a chance against expert markswoman Kate.
Moments before this photo was taken, Kate:
a. robbed a bank.
b. stole this coat from Clark Gable.
c. won the fur coat in a skeet shooting contest with Jimmy Cagney.
d. arrived as shown on set in a biplane piloted by Howard Hughes.
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