Posted on 03/13/2017 9:08:46 PM PDT by Disambiguator
........ From "Jabberwhacky, or, Upon Falling Asleep While Watching TV".
One of my favorite verses:
"And hast thou Dreft the Station Break?
Ajax the Breck, Excedrin boy!
Oh Fab washday! Cashmere Bouqet!"
He Handiwrapped with Joy.
Those sound like ...Ogden Nash?
No it’s not. It’s Wompus Woom for chicks.
Mad Magazine, circa 1955-1965.
Love is a word that is frequently heard.
Hate is a word that is not.
Love, I am told, is more precious than gold.
Love, I have read, is hot.
But Hate is the verb that to me is superb.
And love but a drug on the mart.
Any kiddie in school can love like a fool.
But hating, my boy, is an art!
“What a twitterpated flibbertygibbet”, I muttered to myself as the maiden struggled to maintain her balance under the ill balanced load, all cattywampus on her head.
Hmmm...good words!
do u know “bluts” yet?>........i can string them all together..
Hint..its a noun..
I included the umptyscratch because everybody knows that a flibbertigibbet can only be twitterpated when it's in parallel with an umptyscratch!
Geeze, you guys!!!
I do know the meaning of cattywompus but am unfamiliar with the terms twitterpated and flibbertigibbet.
There, that’s a sentence.
My oldest son, a twitterpated flibbertigibbet, parked his car all cattywompus last night, with unfortunate results involving a trash truck.
I was twitterpated by the Flibbertigibbet living on the street opposite and cattywompus to mine.
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