How It Came About

(a turtle creation story) Turtle flexed his jaws as hard as secateurs. Monkey-See saw flew up the slippery trees mimicking the snapping sound above the mealy ground. It was the first Saturday night and most of the good things, and most of the mischief had been sown hours before but monkey-see knew there would be more. Fishnet Tights, the first last-born lady was crying softly not knowing why she was weeping and wet. Her buttery bosoms heaved – we the proto air-breathing zoo-lings all saw and most of the swarm grieved through their embryonic nostrils. Turtle explained her woe by opening wide his scything mandible. When she looked down in it, Fishnet-Tights saw, red and chortling, in that ancient maw his bobbing Adams Apple. It was then that she became with kids those troubled knuckle-heads, the fabled Cain and Abel. Monkey-See let out a howl that flew from tree to tree top. All the scaly birds knew something big was up. Turtle winked, then slept for an eon or two until all the zoonotic creatures plumped up - and grew.