| ' 'Twas 4:00 PM and the slimy badger-lizard-corkscrew creatures did go around and make holes in the area around the sundial; all flimsy and miserable were the living mops, and the green pigs from home bellowed, whistled, and sneezed. "Beware the beast with jaws that bite and claws that catch, my son! Beware the screaming beast, and shun the fuming, furious, and difficult-to-catch creature!" He took his sharp, double-edged broadsword in hand: long time the possibly fearsome foe he sought-- so rested he by the tree named after the sound of a stringed instrument, and stood awhile in thought. And, as in roughish, gruffish, and huffish thought he stood, the beast with jaws that bite and claws that catch, with eyes of flame, came whistling and sniffing through the dark, dense, and murky wood, and spoke incomprehensibly as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through the double-edged broadsword made an onomatopoeic sound made from fighting with knives! He left it dead, and with its head he went galloping back in a triumphant manner. "And hast thou slain the beast with jaws that bite and claws that catch? O fabulous and joyous day! Hooray! Hooray!" he chuckled and snorted in his joy. 'Twas 4:00 PM and the slimy badger-lizard-corkscrew creatures did go around and make holes in the area around the sundial; all flimsy and miserable were the living mops, and the green pigs from home bellowed, whistled, and sneezed. ' |