Summer’s morning – thread maker feeling groovy

Along comes a non-queen to slide her jib, “$Home

cooking!”  “Hey non-pigeon, you look whipped up”

“Yeah man!”  “You can $lay your racket here.”

The thread maker then asked her for a ruff helping

of jelly, to spread on his wheat; but first, had to lay

some threads on a zoot suit – seven winged pests

show up to feast on the Earl of sandwich.

He nixes them out with a bug swatter – “No use doing

the Heimlich Maneuver!”  Stitches up a banner – ‘The

Killing of 7’; “This is really the mezz,” decides to lock up

with the outside world; cuts the cheese.

Meets up with a 50 foot Jeff who asks the thread maker

if he’s seen a square named Jack; “Neigho, pops;” “Hey

cut rate, I don’t like your attitude!”  How would like me to

toss you into my mouth to meet my crumb crushers?”

The thread maker does a Gulliver on the giant – all this

is being watched by the king’s daughter; “My, you’re

quite the jitterbug;”  “Let’s split for my righteous dome

and do some  lovin’ under the lily whites!”

“I’m hip killer-diller, knock me a kiss;” and she does – “That

was kopasetic dutchess!”  They get hitched ‘cause she’s

got a nice frame and lots of bread; have one son and name

him David – all live happily ever after, except for Goliath.

‘2009’ RLS