Category Archives: Wordery
IT Badvertising
Badvertising. Always worth the look and the laugh. Not that I do much better. Colette made me remove “a tuna melt worth every dead dolphin” from the menu description I did. These lovely IT badvertisements are truly pleasant to the ear, eye and mouth. IT Badvertising
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Welsh Warble
Fernag Feral of crested torp doth carn along the felsing torging bollops of sithing cred Hath minions drabbed all cultish and scavered at the plorth Twisted unfurled knot of malconvexed gist maggles and twarts like ferming dojjitery miths scampelling twarfing shaffing garls mag nigh agin that festive chank she maybles and wallies and dies. (poetry [...]
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Carrie A Verse
A lass told Stephen he could have ‘er So she laid herself down like a cadaver She developed great remorse Cause there was no intercourse Mr King only wanted to palaver (poetry challenge: palaver/cadaver)
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Trama Drama In Da Hama
Can’t really add anything to this. Everyone is going to know where that bed is supposed to be.
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Complicated By Deconstruction
I was sent this poetry challenge: A short poem consisting of five anapestic lines. Lines 1, 2, and 5 have seven to ten syllables, rhyme and have the same verbal rhythm. The 3rd and 4th lines have five to seven syllables, rhyme and have the same rhythm. Your words are titillating and shuttlecock. What the [...]
Haiku Correctum Syllabus
Apparently there is only one syllable in the word ‘tongue’. Sigh. Therefore I broke the Haiku rule of 17 syllables in three lines with 5 syllables then 7 syllables then 5 syllables. Here some corrected haiku options. Challenge: toes and dog Row of ten toes wait For loving tongue of dog uh! To wet them laughing [...]
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Robert's Transit Service
It was a funny thing, standing there on king, waiting for a bus to arrive. It was the kind cold, that made the young feel old, and forget how to be alive. The wind was strong, as the bus came along. To free me from that Northern grip. How was I to know, that the [...]
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Where Grow Ops Come From