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folly

October 27, 2024
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so you ask What Is Folly? and a wise guy says that it is the season after Summery and immediately preceding Wintery

and then you say Seriously? and the wise guy says that though Seriously is not a season, the weather has been known to become Seriously Hot or Seriously Cold or Seriously Humid

and then you stop asking the wise guy and you dig and you find that the word derives from the old french Folie which at core meant Madness but also had notes of Stupidity and Delight

you dig more and find that the Folies-Bergère was established in 1869 and later in 1882 during the Belle Epoque its bar was immortalized by Edouard Manet and a fun fact is that he put a bottle of Bass Pale Ale on the bar

and having dug and digging the dig you dug you realize that Ziegfeld’s Follies and Eddie Murphy’s Axel Foley are also part of the tapestry

as are we all

in this crazy stupid delightful world

CATastrophic CAT acrostics #41-B

September 12, 2019
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Once upon a time there was a tabby cat who was peevish about being brought into existence merely to be a frontdrop for an array of nonsensical words. She put up a paw in protest and found that she had been manipulated to do so in order to make the composition more interesting. “This is a contrivance,” said the cat. “Does the world really need another one of these?”

“Well, you’re pretty, and people may want to see you,” said the Maker.

party of the blue bunnies

March 7, 2016
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blue bunnies are partying in the core of the sun
“nuh uh,” you say?
well, madam or miss, master or sir, good luck disproving it

meanwhile, they party, looking blue in the spite of photonic chaos
and they have decided to wear strobing red-striped pyjamas
and make their giggles resonate with the surface’s flares and prominences

ninety-three million miles or so away earth swings its partner eliiptically
and a company manufacturing ice cream calls itself blue bunny
they are not blue nor are they bunnies
their name makes about as much sense as the party in the core of the sun
where benjamin frankincense bunny has just goosed hiram meplease bunny
with a jet of plasma
making flares quiver and extend

and on the moon it is half hot and half cold
and a hoarfrost-white bunny on the dark side decides she wants to warm up
and elsewheres herself to join her frolicking buddies

The Half Of It/The Rest Of It/Who Gives A Chit

March 10, 2013
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Words, words, words:

The vagaries of language take a hand in giving flow
Here: some might point out Shiloh’s proven neither shi nor loh
Edition alley: pretty Grecian letters in a rho
Here: H, & it’s r e s e r v e d–it’s north of I & south of G
And other language comes in handy also, Boga ti
LORENZO was to Renaissance as Stephen is to Liv
Forefatherhood’s a metaphor to sever or to sieve
Or, more directly, strength of arms is found in FORTINBRAS
Felafel’s awful waffle-doffin’ dolphins off. The shwa
Is insignificant, yet VITAL; dealing with Old Scratch
It well behooves a farrier to bring along a batch
The senselessness of fate is vast. If words would serve to match it
The trick’s to make this mystery and then to not unlatch it

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