THE GROWLMONGER AND SITBEAST IS WREATHED IN ENFROWNMENTS UPON HIS THRONELET AND I MUST HAVE HIM
WRAITHEYES OF THE COWLFACE! PEER AND PEER AND PEER, SAUCER-GAZER! CLUMP-JUMP LITHELY ONTO MY LINEN SHOULDERS, SIR!
the soft lap comma
the noblest and politest of suggestion-whisper, four-pads! insinuate yourself around me, you hunchment of a friend!
A FUZZLED GHOST PUZZLEMENT THAT IS OF A MINENESS
SAFT ORANGE SQUOGGLE, YOU SILENT HEARTBEAT, I SHALL MANAGE YOU
SQUOTCHLE
HE THROWLS, HE MUST BE ENFOLDED TO MY HAND-CIRCLE
YOU SQUATTED CIRCLE-MAN, SLINK INTO MY HEART OF AN INSTANT
SEATED WHITE GENTLEMAN, I SHALL BE IN POSSESSMENT OF YOUR EMBRACE
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