In lieu of a proper blog post, I offer up this silly little poem that I wrote today. Hopefully my brain will untangle enough to do a normal post very soon!
The Whirley-Whimples
I know a place where the Whirley-Whimples play
they are dwellers in our
cellars to escape the light of day
when they dance their whirley-whirley
dance
they're wont to skip and frolick
and they sing a whimple-whimple
song
with tunes like Jackson Pollock
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