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[Rimshot]

                  [Kumquat]


This would be the text of an

assuredly funny house made

of words I don’t know.   It being

Disclosure Day.   I saw a couple

of cockroaches.  First time in

ages (several weeks).  Seems like 

a day of pretty significance, actually,

a pretty significant morning, with

an afternoon and an evening 

clamoring after.  “What are you 

doing in my kitchen?”  “Haven’t 

had a kitchen in years.”  May 

our lucky lotto combo well be 

remembered (though I find 

gambling worse than a waste 

of time):  6, 7, 5, 5, 4, 2.  Remind 

(an imperative verb acting as a

transitive action verb when

used as a command, mind

your memory, disburse en

couragement, remine, rem

and) the lover from the him,

he’s spherical other that 

he’s got great taste in divas, 

that he’s practically nourished 

some of them into pop existence

all by himself,  so he should by 

all means never give up on one

so easily (and with such finality!).

My openest-mouthed prayers of

perplexed gratitude with loudest

headaches and whiny moans (el

bows to the floor beside toes

twisted achingly toward the

nearest door) are gravely

chanted twice weekly at the

chosen cathedral, Our Dear

Lady Pessimist’s Frown-

Dimpled Furrow (may

she rest in stasis or,

at the very least, in 

an emotionless peace).