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Fearless sparks Audiville confusion
Posted: 14 June 2004 Word Count: 226
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An Irish former mental patient and chicken-fancier has got an Audiville man baffled with the success of a poem that defies universal logic. Dave Spunt is beginning to question his sanity over Fearless’ prose-poem, Water Pilgrim’s Dreamwish, which appears to rip up the rule book, and yet has had critics mewling like reddened otters.
Spunt is now questioning other universally accepted truths. So far, he has had no success with the Law of Aberration. Trying to exceed the speed of light with a crude ballistic missile made from an old sideboard soaked in methylated spirit, he was unable to achieve the level of warp required to overtake the Andromeda Galaxy and outstrip the speed of star clusters relative to the earth.
He was also unsuccessful with Dulong-Petit’s Law. For four hours, Spunt sat in a lit gas oven trying to disprove the resident molar heat capacity. He did, however, blow his bottom off and reduce the kitchen at Audi Towers to splintered matchwood.
Spunt was similarly unable to disprove that the famous Grandfather Paradox violates the causality of time travel. Getting his grandad to build a time machine, Spunt shot back in time and met his grandad before he had had children. Classically, though, an argument broke out over a burned muffin, and Spunt beheaded his grandad, thus arguing the bald, Audiville-based wordsmith out of existence.
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miffle at 10:05 on 14 June 2004
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Audiman, Ha! Cheeky! Yes, the wordsmith is bald and smells like a wombat - most poets do, actually, including me ;-) Miffle
NB do otters 'in general' mewl ? Hmmm... I think you get away with it!
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Fearless at 17:28 on 14 June 2004
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Audiman
I have to admit it, I was joking when I told you that I wrote 'Water Pilgrim's Dramwish' for you - I wasn't fooled by your comedy breasts and wig, but was entertained and strangely arou---
It's confession time. Dear Sweet Spunty, I only befriended you to lay my hands on your poultry, which though paltry, was tender for my caress - and skinning, stir frying, etc.
Here's a tip for making Otters red and mewl........spank them - hard. Don't spare them the paddle, and never forget to bash them with your Budgie.
How did you know I was an Irish former mental patient? Were my fairies and demons spreading rumours?
Liked this - it made me smile and I was heartened to appear in someone elses work, thank you very much.
Fearless
PS. Tip for crude ballistic missile. Take girlfriends Rabbit[TM], and strap to firework. Vaseline optional (aids aerodynamics).
PPS. Miffle, I may be bald, but the money I shave on shampoo, is spent on extravagant colognes like the one from the House of PoleCat & Wombat.
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miffle at 18:14 on 14 June 2004
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Fearless, has yon 'Water Pilgrim' turned Scottish?! Miffle
PS Tip for young poets: apply Eau de Polecat or Eau de Wombat just like Fearless and you too could smell well, bad ;-)
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