#tonguetwister
I wish, wishfully to wish a wishful wish.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Black bug bleeds black blood.
Blue bug feeds blue blueberries.
Brown bug brings brown bread.
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
This rhyming tongue twister filled with S's and P's
Is said by Sally's sickly sister as she sits by the sea
Selling seashells as she tells Peter the Piper
To pick pecks of peppers presently ripe or
Else forage the forest for frog legs and bees.
But beware of the badger's butler named Steve
Who forgot of the fox in the box wearing socks,
Bought by the duck in a truck for a buck by the docks
Where witches make wishes, of which there are three
One wonders, two wander, but which one are thee?
Seashell selling Sally and pepper picking Peter
Then postulated how preposterous were the nauseous people eaters
Whose purple pales are full of quintessential quantities
Quietly questioning carefully the existential quandaries
Of buck-riding ducks driving trucks by the docks
With a box of a fox wearing socks made with locks
Who is literally elated over Luscious Lake
Where lucky duck Luke likes to lick lemon cake,
While eleven benevolent elephants and three blind mice
Might magically master their moves skating on the ice.
Thus this terrific travesty of a terribly twisted tongue twister
Seashell selling Sally sought to share with her sickly-sister
While the pepper picking piper, Peter, perpetuated his preposterous plan
To provide the purple people eaters with a conundrum of a can.
Can they can as many cans as a can canner could?
Or what of the wood chucking woodchuck should it chuck any wood?
And the purple people eaters ate no purple people that day
Because Sally's sickly sister this tongue twister couldn't say.
And the benevolent elephants and blind mice three
And the licking duck Luke were all laid to rest by the sea.
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 10:58 AM UTC
How many crows
Would a scarecrow scare
If a scarecrow could scare crows?
As many crows
As a scarecrow'd care to scare
If a scarecrow could scare crows.
Aug 25, 2024
Aug 25, 2024 at 9:32 AM UTC
Putin supposes that Trump likes Brown-Nosers,
thus Putin supposes quite accurately;
for Sycophant Posers are Brownest of Nosers,
as Putin supposes Trump's Nosers to be.
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 10:33 AM UTC
We are Laura, Will and Larry.
We are willfully illiterate.
We are leery of reading.
We literally won't willingly learn to read literature.
Well, if law required we read, would we refuse?
Alright, whatever.
We won't really worry, will we?
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 8:19 AM UTC
We know that
Round the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran
but what secrets does that sentence slyly hide from our eyes?
Who is the ragged rascal that ran round the rugged rock?
Ralph or Mary, Alfred or Freda?
Was the rock
amid the sandy ozone odoured, shelly blue roaring sea shore
or the languishing lavender scented purple pastures of Provence?
Does the rock think
why is this ragged rascal interrupting my rest,
pausing my Requiem in Pace with their irreverent running,
circumnavigating the penumbra of my circumference?
Is it sand or grass that feels
the feet of the ragged rascal running fast
or the rugged rock, whose repose the rascal wrecked?
Why is the ragged rascal running
perspiring to meet a perfumed maid or prurient boy
or play some fiendish prank of trick or treat on foe or friend?
Will we ever realize our desire to perceive
why the ragged rascal ran round the rugged rock?
And if the intensions of the ragged rascal become intelligible:
did Peter Piper taste the peck of pickled pepper that he picked
needs investigation.
Dec 18, 2024
Dec 18, 2024 at 2:36 PM UTC