It's like this

There was once a very very very very very very. Sooner and sooner it was later than later. All the plates were spliced and the forked tongue was saucy. Dishing out compliments, I said to the chef what sex are you. Chef goes head. Right I say not uncompregnating. Little does he know said the menu. I had to order it. Sit down I cried. My birthdays are always awful. There wasn't even time to cut the cord and name the beast. Total blow out.

Some Crap Arguments

- This is a stone.

- Nevertheless.

- This is a stone.

- Nevertheless.

- This is a stone.

- Nevertheless.


*


- Give me something.

- Really?

- Yes.

- What?

- I don't know. The present. A stone?

- Sorry, I don't have a stone. O, here's one.

- That is not a stone.


*

- You are not a stone.

- I might be.

- But you're not.

- So YOU say.

- Correct. What I say is CORRECT. And you are NOT a stone.

- How about now?

- O

Death Is Dead

"Death is dead," he said.
"We have killed it."

"But -"

"It was the last thing to die."

*

"Death is dead," he said
shaking his head.

The head, that is, of
the last person to disagree.

*

"Death is dead," we said,
nodding our heads.

But it was not
the last we heard of it.

Punnet

How much longer?
said a piece of string
to a piece of string

replying: a human being
a human being a human
being a human being . . .

that wraps up the present

Easy On The Eyes!

Some cannibals
are very fussy.

Bless Yourself

God sneezed.