Issue 7, Winter/Spring 2009

Lament for the Obvious, by Reb Livingston

Bombshell benumbed by the clutterance of the Ostrich-Goose. Woe-Dodo blubbered: "What about her and them and me? These betrothlined towers neglect us all. I shall not standsigh. I shall not be his boozycull during the conprance, in the hoeshell."