“O’, hex a mubble skibble fritz.
Your life is what you make of its.”
Prancing up and down the shore,
He’d bark that and nothing more.
“O’, hex a mubble skibble fritz.”
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Hex a mubble skibble fritz
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All around heard silly sound
Tossing the cloak upon the ground,
The Sleaze barked forth the words he’d found.
He barked loud, far and near.
He barked loud, for all to hear.
But all around heard silly sound.
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Meant to be written and not spoke
The Sleaze pried open the Portmanteau
Hoping to find out what he didn’t know.
Inside was a brown cloak,
And a note that was a joke
Meant to be written and not spoke.
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One girl with all her might
The Full Moon was high in the night
When Sleaze saw the horrible site.
People in camps and in tents,
Like sinners waiting to repent.
But one girl hid with all her might.
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And his mind did a dangerous flip
The Sleaze bolted forth and jumped ship,
Taking the “valise” along as a conscript.
He floated ashore,
Holding portmanteau’s door,
And then his mind did a dangerous flip.
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Did not take to stress well
The captain, upon inspecting his vessel,
Found a suitcase too big yet to wrestle.
Finally shoving it aside,
He grabbed for Sleaze’s hide –
Chasing a man who did not take to stress well.
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Size does matter
The blue portmanteau was quite mad
To be kidnapped by this ignorant cad.
After all, size does matter —
A valise’s innards will scatter
Across a cargo hold only a tad.
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The “murder” of the English Language
It is a pity to live under a tax system where you must be smarter to figure out what you owe in taxes than the brain power it took to earn the money to begin with. I have a Master’s degree in English and have written for two small daily newspapers, two small national magazines, and have worked with scientists and engineers on technical documents and consumer documents, and the tax code is the worst cluster fubar of the English language that I have ever seen. It reads like it went through a meat grinder of politicians, lawyers (I know, any more using politician and lawyer in the same sentence is redundant), lobbyists (ubiquitous as cockroaches and also often lawyers) and bureaucrats, and what came out the other end would be suitable for use as secret code in any war. Nobody could decipher it. Not even us.
On top of that, you can get advise from an IRS representative, but it’s not legally binding.
I’m not a TEA party activist, but doing your taxes should not be an industry all to itself with preparers acting like the oracles at Delphi, or a chore, if done by yourself, relegated to the level of near madness.
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Visit the web site
If you like the posts in this web log (blog), see some of my other writing at www.talltalestogo.net — a home for words in story form.
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What would you name your characters?
If you were writing a story or novel and some or all of the characters were involved with the pornography industry, what would you name them? What would be the name of one of the movies they stared in?
What's in a Name?
Well, here is my suggestions:
Female: Annie Mall and Holiday O’Dare starring in the Shakespearean take off, The Taming of the Screw.
Co-starring that up and coming shemale porn star: Spenser Dick.
With a guest appearance by that male porn icon: G. Golly Wad.
Directed by: Buck Loins
Script by: Billy S. Spear
Produced by: Own Les VerGin
Best Grip (and yes there is such a position title in mainstream films): Howard Peterson
Shot on location in Simi Valley, CA.
With post production work at our world-famous Bangalore studios.
Worldwide distribution by BIMBO: BIg Man’s Britches Online.
Music by Howlin’ Jack and The Scratch and Sniff Quartet.
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