Tripping Thru the Marginalia
With
The Real Cie and Blooming Psycho
"Come along, Bloomy," said Cie to her friend
"Let's have some fun till we reach the Marginalia's end."
"Sounds like a plan," said Ms. Psycho. "I'm there without fail."
"I hear that these monks are into hybrid cat snails."
"I see a wizard with a familiar of an unfamiliar race."
"I can't help but notice the balls on his face."
"This little gray fox looks terribly shy."
"Well, it's a good thing he has a shell so he can hide."
"Cat snails abound in marginalia here."
"This cat snail looks tough like it has not one single fear."
"Observe ye yon snail-monks who skate the rope tight."
"While escaping from snail-goats which give one a fright."
"The howling of dogs can be heard by the sea"
"The howling of dog-men is what frightens me."
"Did you see that clever dog playing the fiddle?"
"How he got up the tree is a puzzlesome riddle."
"I see yonder a bird-snail with long, stilt-like legs."
"She must bend down far to sit on her eggs."
"I must confess that I've read not one word of this book"
"This is because of the pictures at which we must look"
"Yet another cat-snail, this one looks quite grim"
'I'd not dare touch a hair of its chinny-chin-chin."
"Look here what I see, it's a forest of words"
"I believe in this forest there's not one normal-ish bird."
"Behold yonder fine cat-snail, she is so regal"
"A queen on her throne, feared by basset and beagle."
"Look ye up close at her marvelous sneer"
"Her red antennae and whiskers give me reason to fear."
"Look here at the cat-snail with octopus cat"
"I have not before seen a thing wondrous as that."
"A strange holy chimera holds up a stave"
"Regal is he, and surely no knave."
"Feast your eyes now upon the devil-dog-snail"
"It has foregone hind feet for a most admirable tail."
"I fear I cannot make head nor tail of this beast"
"Does it want to be friends, or does it wish us for its feast?"
"A goat-headed snail quoting philosophy"
"I hear not its words, but it still interests me."
"I fear we have wandered into a private marginalia space."
"Goat-snails giving rim jobs is not to my taste."
"Now, this is more like it--a cute cherub snail."
"I shall ask it if it may tell us a tale."
"This marginal snail-man looks quite pious to me."
"Then let us peacefully let him meditate prayerfully."
"The lair of the snail-deer is no cause for worry."
"Its countenance is pleasant and its ears are so furry."
"What have we here by the marginalia tree?"
"A troubadour playing for a horse-beast I see."
"To end with the marginalia sea-cow seems right."
"It's frightfully wrought but too cute to cause fright."
And now, my friends, we have ended at last
Pray, a round of applause for our most interesting cast!
The Real Cie
and
Blooming Psycho
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