Jun-Jun and Quisty

Photo Credit: Hervé Horner

To capture a jun-jun

one must frattle it

to the point just before death.

If you expel your breath

and inhale its

eksalivium,

you will escape the tedium

of consumerism

and attain a perfect zahone.

Bum-dum-a-tum-lum!

 

Quisty: Jun-Jun , you giant cucumber

I’m glad you like lypo-lyho.

Jun -jun: Your tedspot body turns me on.

Aubergine and fraise priseur me.

Q: How cularmus you are , you hunk.

Bum-dum-a-rum-lum and all that.

J-j: With your tiny hands you massage

me to an eksalivium.

Q: Stermon! Time to move off this stump

and find a room for some frattle.

J-J: You never cease to shastoni

me, Quisty. You are the zahone!

 

J-J: Do you have a cigarette?

That was a really good frattle.

Q: Wait! After eksalivium

that’s all you have to say?

J-J: I’m really sleepy.

Not easy being a stermon.

Q: I was hoping to move away

from our two-dimensional lives.

J-J: Tutanota! Maybe we’re transparent

enough. Too much libinal. Ouch!

Q: Our first fight. See , now I’m crying.

I need less zahone and more kingtal.



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