Tuesday, August 19, 2025

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Sixteen Tons.

"Oral Wars” (fridge magnet poem)

slather the use
hence
through and rest
with ersatz vicissitude faction
like
profligate
languaged give
is curious word
ebb every time
expunge
trenchant to know scholarly amalgam
of languish observation
following upon
and though which festoons
tantamount opaque
you do let lapse from
would make a find abscond
the delve zeal
alleviate
did it rue so
herculean
then i gild
in taut fusillade
than soon after
will spurn as din
they could feel
or why gall roils
on arid beauty
domicile
of never lair

"He goes only unwillingly to Prague. For him it's still too reminiscent of a very confused childhood, in which the mystery of the great palaces, the strange, old princesses or young countesses who disappeared in their coaches through the briefly opened gates of great courtyards, heightened by the fact that the lower classes in this city spoke a tongue he didn't understand and even was not permitted to understand."

“It is lucky for the world that fox didn’t exist during WW2” —@lawrenceodonnell.msnbc.com via @newsjennifer.bsky.social

Olé.

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