Stuff and Nonsense

Stuff: ( Silly Online Tests )

And for the Nonsense portion of our show, we have a poem from the illustrious MegaHAL!


The palace guards are all i know
this infamous name, so often repeated,
the wretched refuse of your misery

ragdoll livin' in a shoe,
but the silence of my heart
the chocolate chips and nuts.
drop by rounded teaspoonfuls onto ungreased cookie
sheets.

bake for 70 to 80 minutes or until
dough leaving a 1-inch border and sprinkle with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
a door to fire and rain
through a door that stood wide open
and a horseman fleeing the wood.
all he could do, poor fellow, was choke.

but then a great flat plain;
we must love one another or die.

only a paper cap to wear
to the little grey mouse, she called him custard.

custard the dragon sliding by,
with sorrowful eyes on the catwalk
on the higher side of the native quarters
which we ate.
i came up from behind, but changed my point of view

now i don't know where you are
interconnected by wires, printed circuits, and
planned another day
wrapped in an old crow any day.
thou by the altantic
in between can take it again
i hear the wind brought it back.


And who among us does not know the pathos expressed in this classic short poem?


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(With any luck, the Hummingwolf will have a real diary entry on Thursday or Friday. Please stay tuned!)