Well hello dear delectable morsels, How in the world has no one gobbled you up yet? Analogously of course, there is no cannibalism here. Notwithstanding good ideas and all around sanity, naturally.
Thank you, my friends, for you attendance and all those who go beyond even that. May you receive blessings in equal proportion to my own.
Moving to business, today’s piece is certainly interesting. It perhaps would work better as a comical Gary Larson visual than a vague and downlifting homage to inoperable despair. For the record if uplifting is word it is inexcusable that my selection is technically improper. KAHN!! *shakes fist skyward in vigorous fashion
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“Skinnamar-Ink”, November 5, 2020.
Tentacles inescapable
Wrapped tight around your mind
So completely incapable
Of severing this bind
The suction cups firmly attached
And legs are knotted too
Any assistance yet dispatched
Lost in some distant queue
Fastened yet still with many locks
These tangled, braided arms
Protected better than Fort Knox
Summoning poignant harms
Finally an enormous safe
The cherry for the peak
Heavy metal’s pleasure to chafe
Both neck and outlook bleak.
————————————————————————————————————————————————-Here’s another question, why is impregnable a common word but not pregnable? Imagine the pun opportunities for simultaneously loose/ fertile women and their pregnability… I think we’re misogimissing out here. My sincere apologies to ladies everywhere. Actually I’m going to go ahead and issue a blanket apology to everyone for that one. Besides, it’s supposed to get chilly again soon.
I enquired of Mr. Wolf and it is indeed lunch time so I will bid farewell, wishing all much joy and limited encumbrance. Be swell, y’all.
-Alex Blaikie
Dread Poets Sobriety 
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