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Gutter Chained [Kyōka]
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Sourdough [Kyōka]
sourdough starter -- for those thinking of having a child, but who can't be trusted with a dog or a cat
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What’s in a Name? [Kyōka]
i was brave when facing this spider, until I learned that within its name was the word, "Jumping"
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Bucktoothed Monkey Mastermind [Common Meter]
I saw a bucktoothed monkey sit on the ground all alone. It looked the doofus - its dental- mental shortfall shone, but is the size of incisors a measure of one's smarts? Has anyone done the study, gathered data, made the charts? What if that dentally-outsized primate is a dreamer- a mastermind, a supervillain, or just a first-rate schemer? What if it just wants us to think that it's a huge dimwit? So, it doesn't show its erudition, or its razor-keen wit. Instead, it waits for us to be lulled to a false repose, so that it can show us we're all a bunch of biased schmoes.
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Ulan Bator Limerick
A craftsman from old Ulan Bator made Genghis Khan statues by the score. "Call me a fierce lauder, but he's the best marauder. We haven't marauded well since days of yore."
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Horny Musings [Common Meter]
I've thought about the ideal horn. Should it be straight or curved? Or by a spectacular rack would one be better served? Maybe one would be better off being a unicorn. With just way too many options, I confess I am torn. A huge rack would most certainly wreak hell upon the spine, but a unicorn must get foes to form a single line. I once saw a wandering oryx; its horns were a stumper. They seemed optimized to stabbing off course para-jumpers.
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Mantis Kung Fu [Common Meter]
A mantis landed on the rail, and it put up its dukes as one might expect of madmen or drunken Irish kooks. Why would one seek out a fair fight with someone much bigger, I shook my head and started to engage in a snigger. But then it did occur to me that he couldn't stand elsewise. So, I tried to gauge his intent, and looked him in the eyes... and he stomped me in my nether bits - much to my surprise.
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Half-Hearted Apology to a Reptile [Common Meter]
Apologies Mister Lizard, didn't mean to step on you. But you kind of blend with the rock. It's not like in the zoo; where there's a sign and pointing kids and barriers, to boot. When one looks just like one's backdrop, it behooves one to scoot. Sorry again about your tail. I'm sure it will grow back. Call it a teachable moment, & get an orange knapsack!
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A Thousand Feet & a Foot-Long [Common Meter]
The millipede was a foot long, but, some might ask, whose foot? Its own feet being quite petite might suggest Lilliput. But though it wasn't a footlong foot, it was long for a bug, a worm, a beetle, a wood mouse, a spider, or a slug. A snake that long would be a babe, or, at least, quite stunted. So, now I find my amazement being a bit blunted.
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BOOK REVIEW: Sheeple’ by Simon Carr
Sheeple’ by Simon CarrMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
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This is an absurdist sci-fi hero’s journey, featuring an everyman, Jim, who discovers that not only is the world not at all what it appears to be, he is far from what he believes himself to be. The world is as the conspiracy kooks see it, Jim is Satan’s spawn, and it will fall to him and his mildly villainous cohort to save the world from another — also semi-evil — faction.
Absurdist stories can get away with all sorts of deus ex machina happenings and logical inconsistencies that would never fly in other genres. This book capitalizes on this fact to some degree. However, one can only really get away with those problematic story elements if the book is: 1.) a laugh-riot of hilarity – such that the reader doesn’t notice or care about those “defects,” or 2.) carefully composed be clear in the face of the bizarreness that is part and parcel of the genre. This book is fully neither. Don’t get me wrong; it’s an amusing story with some genuinely humorous events and turns of phrase. However, it also has more fun with plays on the word “Uranus” than anyone other than an eight-year-old boy has a right to have. While it has its moments, some of the humor feels forced, and so the overall effect isn’t likely to remind readers of the work of Douglas Adams.
If you’re looking for a carefree read that will give you a chuckle here and there, give this book a look. But I can’t say that I got drawn into it to the point that I was desensitized to its spasticity.
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