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Poem Number 1145
The Schlumpy is a grammatical beast,
It never splits infinitives or plays with yeast.
unifying the fields of evergoing, nevergone;
plays god, where time and space are creased.
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Schlumpy exists where gravity is lumpy.
Were He gravy, your gramma surely would dump He
But regards us all with infinite yawn;
serenely supreme, if not a bit grumpy
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There you go, John. Let's see what happens...f
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O Schlumpy will I ever be like you?
where yo face be cpwed
I think I shall never know
And so to bed be shlpled.


Commentary:
i like your start John,
keep playing...f
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How did you add that tilde (or squiggly sign) ? !! Put in another one and let's keep this one going! (Jonathan FeBland).
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