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Jun 28
2011
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It is time for the last installment of this project. Our alphabet is complete (OK, there are a few more letters, but they cannot be used for the present purpose) and the most macabre creations have been reserved for this occasion with the letter Q. So meet the sole Norwegian of the series:
In his prison Mr. Quisling...
did not enjoy his last bottle of Riesling.
It spun dreams of the late Mr. Terboven
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Jun 21
2011
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This penultimate posting contains a brand new word. E. C. Bentley had his «skellington» and «muleage», and we have to keep up the tradition:
Before an attack Queen Zenobia
would serve any military pro beer.
Then she made it quite obvious in Latin
she expected no less than a splat-in.
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Jun 14
2011
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Last composer ut — and if you know your Háry János you understand why:
When a czárdász was offered as Kodály's
the composer himself replied, «No dice.
It's actually a camp
arrangement of the snores of my gramp.»
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