A Jolly joyous joker said,
his slightly silly sister had,
red, rampantly run rosy bed,
by brimful bellowing Bristle.
Crafty care corrected soon,
what once was wildly wallow,
but tipped toe-tallied spoon,
in independent irking whistle.
Hark hempened height his hail,
tripping, trundling til tiniest trail,
gaphore gone gill, groan grumpently,
so said the silly sisters song.
In meterless meandering moan,
fled flinging for the final frenzy.
Beware the Jackletruss’s call,
Run! Never say its name again.
Again, flee fearful foe forever, run!
Hence heavens hark hath hunted ye.
At last lulled limber lurker ye.
And you will be no more.
Julian was listening to Meiko Kaji – Urami Bushi and What So Not – Divide & Conquer (Noisia Remix) while writing this..