limoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

We're not yet full

here's what i mean

get your butt

in the limousine

...in the wind..? not so much, maybe

This seedpod
Microprocessed
&
Born of nanobots
Carries all the
Data needed
Indeed
& will
Survey 4 a
Suitable site
2 settle &
Forgo its
Purpose,
4 a time,
To collate &
Store up energy
In order 2 pop
& grow N2
A mighty Plant
So 2 manufacture
& spread more
Like itself O’er
The crust of
The globe.

Illustrious nonsense

Oh my, a broken seal
On the philosophic plug
Is causing a rift in the
Penguin obscurity,
Turning knock-knock jokes
Into fables,
Yarns into moralities
Where education mixes
With a carumbym
Of paralyzing
Compromise, only
Hypocrisy and anxiety
Can survive, say the
Elder pterodactyls who feign
Feeding their young to Nile
Crocs, smirking under their
Tusks, pretending ignorance
While cooling in the mud.
Ruination in the comical floss,
Tension is snapping lines
Obtuse with age:
Were roles reversed,
Only superfluity could
Patch the cracked plug hole,
But a duplicitous smart ass has
Given out the punch line and
Left our specialist speechless,
Drowning in the swales,
Swallowed by gulps
Of faulty logic,
Capsized by
Copernicus sized counter revelation.

A New Cinquain, Theme Thursday!

Presents

for you right now

a continuation

of former post Rooftop Cinquain

enjoy:

I froze

As some devil-

-Ish feeling like fingers

Brushed over my skin into my

Innards.

Thru the

window stood the

evil menacing 'goyle

so 'twas no escape out that way

knew I.

And just

as I felt my

deepest despair, the cloud

cover broke and a ray melted

my fear.

Still yet,

cautious I turned

to flee this hellish hole

just to see that light had made my

Shadow!

Evil

as this house was,

a thing so benign as

a Shadow now became a threat

to all.

I did

scramble away

finding the staircase whole

encountering no resistance

this time.

Egad!

For from behind

I felt a wisp of dusk,

and as I set my foot upon

the tread...

My dark

doppelganger

materialized there;

so tripped I did upon my own

dark foot.

Falling,

I reach-ed out

felt vainly to the rail,

tho the banister was absent-

oh woe!

In Search of Sally!

coming soon to a theatre near ....

It was a sunny day, beautiful for a weekend walk...the 4 yuppy twits gathered their thousand dollar Guchi backpacks and hiking boots into the boot of Dick's Hummer and headed off to the trails...

At the trailhead they geared up and hiked down the path...but Sally needed to pee, and when she took too long to get back, the little group left the trail.... In Search of Sally!

It wasn't long before all were separated and lost, mapless, compassless, clueless...They stumbled over weird knolls and steep ravines...saw strange creatures and odd plants. Oliver's brain was digested by an alieneque sucker plant as he sat on a pocked boulder drinking from his canteen, wiping his sweaty brow. Sally lost her knickers and sunk into a digestive bog. Slurped up, she was forever lost to the group, but living always screaming through mud cake lungs, blinded by goo.

See it, see the terrible end; see Dick and Bobbi hiding under logs to escape the mandibles of the giant buggies locked in a death grip, but ready to give it up for the pleasure of eating soft flesh!

This film not yet rated...except GROSS!

Back in Blogland!

The Perpetual Everything Will Be Alright device was shipped special overnight in a bright orange peanut vest. The easy zip release engaged with a seamless gearshaft and whirred breathlessly, unfolding like a Martian lander then deployed its bleeping sensor, bathing every conscious surface and some hastily hidden bones in a free upgraded red illumination. Alongside the invoice envelope a diode aperture unwound, glowered and televised Icon Mouse the technician who flashed official diagrams into a magnetic retina--warning; do not stare directly at the ocular corona, this instruction will fade after 30 days--dishwasher safe. The Perpetual Everything Will Be Alright device contacted Central Hookups, happily, and blinked a coded message, then shutdown as one screw and the appropriate video feed cables were sold separately. The despondent buyers pushed down the help/assistance button feverishly eight times in a vain attempt to alleviate a heightened sense of urgency, until depression overwhelmed the lot and they fed themselves through the input slot in a unified retrospective of abject lemming ness. Hey!MeaningCo. refunded the account, less shipping, then repackaged the unit complete with Organic Sentience, backordered, ready to ship, also too with disclaimer--cables to be forwarded separately.

Tom & Dinosaur Hand see 3 Movies!!!!

Tom: Gosh Dinosaur Hand, we’ve been to quite a few movies in the past month, haven’t we?
Dinosaur Hand: What, three? Of course we haven’t done anything other than that…unless you count snoring as an activity.
Tom: Hey, some of have jobs, you know…I can’t afford to take you out every night…How ‘bout we go dutch next movie?
D.H: Foo.
Tom: Anyway, we have seen Star Trek, Wolverine, and that bank robber movie with Johnny Depp; what was that called?
D.H: Kill ‘em all! Kill those Coppers! Rob ‘em and kill all the banker‘s asses, yeah!
Tom: Dinosaur Hand! No, bad hand!
D.H. Kill ‘em.
Tom: Oh; Public Enemies, the Johnny Depp movie…tell me Dino, did you like that movie?
D.H: Oh yeah; you call it whatever you want. There was lots of bloody guns and spikes in the head. Bullets right through everybody’s eyeball! Sweet! And terrific molls! Ooh la molls!
Tom: You’re crazy. You just make stuff up. But did you like it?
D.H: Do Eskimo tongues stick to virus infected stainless steel Ufo’s?
Tom: Whatever. Now, about Star Trek; that was pretty violent too, speaking of UFO’s. I guess we don’t have to talk about that…I’m pretty sure we all know how you feel about this movie.
D.H: One thumb up! Dude…the sexy green alien was enough for me! Can you say ‘Spin Off‘?
Tom: Good grief. She was in maybe 2 minutes of the movie.
D.H: yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Tom: Enough. Put your wiggly fingers away, please. Now, Wolverine…
D.H: Wild Kingdom, dude! It’s zoo time again! Slushy please!
Tom: No, Dinosaur Hand. Geez! The movie Wolverine…starring Hugh Jackman.
D.H: OK, yeah….didn’t he kill all types of people and have a girlfriend and stuff? Then they got to Chernobyl and nuked the world? His brother was troubled or something and the eleven horsemen of the populace invented carbonated napalm and fed dented cans of pork and beans to orphans who grew fins but hid them in specially knitted p.j.’s--but I don’t remember the grandmas doing the knitting, and Leonard Nemoy shows up and sings songs about Bilbo?
Tom: What the…
D.H: It’s true, I read it on the internet!
Tom: Well then, I believe it!