THE SWEAT ADVERTISES ACROSS AN ENVELOPE
From Evil's latest minion
Stained pages THUMBED with GRITTINESS
and the PINY smell of fear.
Evil must assess the level of SPOILAGE
BAMBINO or MICROPHYTE?
Limited SKILL; no more than AVERAGE
Scattered with JUMBO errors.
He already knows it CHURNABLE, but reads on
Chewing absently on FENNEL.
Once he DREAMED of POLYCHROME
But again, scores 'Dull' on the YAWMETER.
Evil's WOLFFISH REPRIMAND REGARDING this:
'There is no EXPLANATION
For this appalling CONTINUATION
COMPLEMENTAL
Evil Editor EMERITUS'
--McKoala
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4 comments:
You did it in a poem! Nice.
She's taking her vitamins again. Or maybe it's vegemite?
:-)
You got "polychrome" too? That random generator is rigged, I tells ya, rigged!
(Nice job, btw.)
Very very cool, McK!
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