Prompt: Lists of made up words (which seem to have turned into some hallucinatory Roald-Dahl-via-Tim-Burton madness, god knows...)
THE NON-NEWS IN THE VILLAGE SAYS
Hackety Sput-Put goes the Blargle Grannyma Gossip on
the Higgledy Hill
(Glorious
Scarletcoat, Deliverer of Handwritten Missives in Flat
Paper Sheathes, he says
he
says her Loping Lupine with the Lopped Auditory Organs has
Sharpety-Sharp
Chompers of
Maceratable Demiseness, and it is
Red Hot Oh My God Dangerousable to
schlumpety-schullup-
schlump to her Crickety-Croak Cottage)
Blargle Grannyma Gossip on the Higgledy Hill is
Pluperfectionist Phearfully Phearfulness
(that’s
what the Diddlyumtum Little Lollipoppety Poppets say
and they
are
never wrong because the Trutheby-Truth of the Village is
always to be found
in
the Hole-Which-Contains-The-Chewing-Apparatusitus
on their fumble-fawn-faces)
Blargle Grannyma Gossip on the Higgledy Hill Hackety-Sput-Putted
so hard
on
the Brilliant Bright and Bluesome Bogday
her
Hackety-Sputum turned Clovery-Crimson Bloodobleblood
and
she choker-cokered in a Pluperfect Pludgeon that got stuck
in
her tiny-proniney Air-Channel-Breathery-Pipedom
Blargle Grannyma Gossip on the Higgledy Hill demised
in a pool
of
Clovery-Crimson Bloodobleblood and nobody-nopety
knew-a-knewknew
(only
the Loping Lupine with the Lopped Auditory Organs and the
Sharpety-Sharp
Chompers
of
Maceratable Demiseness as he lickety-lucked his choppery-
chompers and thought
chompers and thought
she
was delicious-ticious-wondericious as he settled into Summer
Sunder Slumber
dreaming
of the Breakable-Fragile-Poppering of her breathable-
brokable-bonethingumies)
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