Whimsical
Word Junket
Where goes your
glorious bobbery
without much of
the appetence
of yesteryear?
Pangerize the poltroon
for all your
worth, but knavery
knows no
mitigation and the fascicle of
false judges do
the quean in their
pansophy,
singing in opuscules of minor
notes and the
quality of her strange
metempirical
enriched the simplest
expression of
their simplest thoughts.
