mooned the King of
beers, Adolphus Busch. Sadly
didn’t laugh but instead
(You posted twice in a row, and still left out a word?)
left immediately for Blawnox.
(Sorry! Sorry! Must slow down)
Ah, yes, bucolic Blawnox,
home of the delectable
Jello Green salad, with
no other redeeming features.
Other than, of course,
the infamous house that
liked to eat children.
Its viney tentacles would
encircle their ankles as
quick as lightning, then
the gelatinous cube would
force them to watch
its dead-on Elvis impersonation.
This typically happened weekly
until recently. Now, however
it just drowns its