Good news, I think. I'm back to writing some poetry. I'm currently working on a double-dactyl poem. Here's my favorite (and I don't think I can top it):
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Hamlet of Elsinore
Ruffled the critics by
dropping this bomb:
"Phooey on Freud and his
Psychoanalysis.
Oedipus, shmoedipus.
I just loved mom!"
-Anon. (until proven otherwise.)
So far I have a few thematic lines that could work for a short tale about the death of my pet bird. How does "parakeet funeral" strike you? I'm sure I can work in "anaphylactical," although it doesn't seem to be a word yet.
2 comments:
Hooray!
However:
I prefer pterodactyls.
Archaeopteryx are also good, in my opinion.
Dork. Boy do I miss you.
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