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The Adjective Cellar
The Adjective Cellar Nestling smugly twixt pepper and salt The adjective cellar begins its assault When carelessly picked by some epicure Who sadly considers himself connoisseur Once the poor dinner guest flips up the top The words tumble out, they’re awkward to stop They bounce on the table and under the chairs And yelling and screaming they bound up the stairs Normally nouns are wrapped up in chains Tortured and bound and horribly maimed Now they’re ecstatic about to be pleasured As picturesque words stand up to be measured! The Vicar remarks on these halcyon days Whilst Major Winstanley has Draconian ways And poor Mrs Kingsley’s exordium chatter Falls willy nilly on euphoric batter The twins are excited in ectopic manner The cats caught its tail in a Hashemite planner The Doctor is dissident, red in the face Flapping his hands with acrimonious grace Sadly the dinner has come to a close The adjective cellar is back in repose The nouns are re-bound the adverbs placated The Vicar, the Major, the Doctor berated But wasn’t it fun to see how our language Can blossom and bloom and happily languish In even the narrowest pinch penny mind When the fruits of the Adjective cellar are vined
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