Category Archives: Boppin’

morning reading

Usually during the toast and jam section of breakfast, after the entré — porridge or whole grain cereal — we discover who died. I am reading the comics, sometimes the editorials and letters to the editor — often directly from … Continue reading

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Single signal — sniggles

sifting swiftly single signals sends a sudden cogent jolt contravening comely cursives soon discussing immanent worth if you interdict incoming calamnistic paradox soon you will be intersecting altruistic wooden blocks

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In that well

That mouse You know, that mouse That piqued your interest By putting you up on a chair That time you were screaming Yeah, that mouse. Well, the cats Had some fun last night as Well as exercise for the mouse … Continue reading

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