'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did something or other, I guess.
Tweedledee, Tweedledum, my brain
is awful mum, and awful, yes.
"Beware! Blocks writing epitaphs,
biting, clawing, 'tis quite bullish!
Bandersnatch! Run, snitch, 'fore it lops
your noodle into fancy dish!"
Jus' put that vorpal blade away,
gladly I'll serve me on a plate
here to catch the putrid runoff,
tulgy bits of, oh, wretched state.
Boiling thought bubbled in trouble,
for the Jabbering Wacky came
with an eye of schadenfreude,
at bumbling, fumbling prose so tame!
One, two! Buckle my shoe! Three, four,
lopped his head and grabbed a quick snack.
'Tis dead? Oh, too tired to check,
and I've really got to get back.
"The Jabbering Wacky's shit is
right and truly fucked up? Let's drink!
A glass, a bottle, a case, more!
Get sick; 'tis toilet or the sink!"
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did something or other, I guess.
Tweedledee, Tweedledum, my brain
is awful mum, and awful, yes.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Jabbering Wacky
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Well Shit&Whiskers! I always knew you were good, now I think you maybe be brilliant.
//"The Jabbering Wacky's shit is
right and truly fucked up? Let's drink!
A glass, a bottle, a case, more!
Get sick; 'tis toilet or the sink!"//
....but I think it best not to rub your ego too much.
Hey now, I just woke up..this is far too heavy for moi..back later after coffee.
I always thought jabbering wacky was the stuff we hear on cable news, but yours is much more fun because it kinda rhymes and has a better flow...but I'll pass on the suggestion to drink and puke, that's just gross.
okjimm, rub a dub dub, I could go for some grub. But not a grub, more like a burger and fries.
dusty, ripped-off Alice ain't that heavy, you just wanna go toke.
nunly, gotta celebrate the imaginary murder of writer's block somehow, no?
Randal,
You really should join all of us on Facebook. Post this.
People will eat it up!
"the Jabbering Wacky came
with an eye of schadenfreude,
at bumbling, fumbling prose so tame!"
TAME? Hmm...I can't believe you know a tame writer. Love this piece. And, I heard rumors that Tim Burton wants to turn this poem of yours into a film.
Your faithful reader, unable to think of a comment, steals shamelessly from Tengrain:
"Graves you swine!"
Wow, channeling Lewis Carroll, HP Lovecraft and Allen Ginsberg all at once. Color me impressed.
Graves, you swine!
Hunting of the Snark is my gig.
Freakin' plagiarist.
Regards,
Tengrain
I'm with Dusty, this is just too heavy for me. And I've had my coffee.
christopher, oh hell no, sir, this blog is about as internetsy as I'm going to get.
LBR, as long as I get a cut of the profits, he can do whatever he wants with any of my crap, reworked (read: stolen) or not.
tom, well that's right piggish of you.
susan, it's actually easier writing posts this way then coming up with prose crap. Of course, nothing beats funny pictures because you guys do all the heavy lifting.
tengrain, which is why I respected your realm of thievery by pilfering an entirely different work. What do I look like, a politician on the take?
BB, try whiskey next time. And don't let any joker tell you that it's too early.
Wacky!
Love this. Reminded me of a piece I did on Gertrude Stein (posted over at my place). You've go some real skills with language.
Through the Looking Glass, Darkly.
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