This Week's Ten Word Challenge will be:Spam, perpetual motion, sprinkle, telephone pole, stains, alphabetical, surgery, flattery, liberty, preservation
For the mini challenge: shadows, singularity, Florida, caterpillars, copy
A Mega Challenge
My Surgery
Hickory Dickory Dock
The Mouse ran up the clock
But the clock was a telephone pole
And Florida was the goal
The mouse in perpetual motion ran
Too many shadows to get a tan
Caterpillars sprinkle shiny stuff
Spam stains on lady’s rough
Alphabetical data falling down
Sailor on liberty begins to drown
Sugary flattery by a clown
Preservation of tree frogs project one
Copy over and it is done
This singularity in the life of mine
Came with surgery just in time.
The Mouse ran up the clock
But the clock was a telephone pole
And Florida was the goal
The mouse in perpetual motion ran
Too many shadows to get a tan
Caterpillars sprinkle shiny stuff
Spam stains on lady’s rough
Alphabetical data falling down
Sailor on liberty begins to drown
Sugary flattery by a clown
Preservation of tree frogs project one
Copy over and it is done
This singularity in the life of mine
Came with surgery just in time.
The Ten Word Challenge
Dragons Like Spam
Believe it or not Dragons love Spam. Of course our Spam is a little different from yours. Ours is made from parts left over after human surgery. Our Spam industry even has an alphabetical lists of the hospitals that will supply us with the parts. The preservation process consists of dropping the parts into large bins with huge rollers the size of telephone poles which crush and flatten them. Then they are sprinkled into hot ovens and cooked. If you were to visit the plant it would look like perpetual motion with everything going at once. The final step is to press them into containers that look just like your Spam cans. You are at liberty to pick one up and try one before you leave the plant. We are not responsible for stains and flattery won’t get you another can.
Sometimes our Spam ends up in your stores. You may have had some for breakfast. You can tell if the Spam can is ours by looking at the bottom of the front side. Down on the left hand corner there will be a little tiny dragon.
Good eating to you all.
Loved the poem! I just cannot do poems like that. And as for spam, I always knew there was something strange about it and I'm not a bit suprised to find out what it's made of. I think some of our less ethical shops have been selling your spam instead of ours. Brillinat use of the words to give us such a revelation, ew!
ReplyDeleteIck and WONDERFUL! I never liked Spam -- you can have my share...just in case!
ReplyDeleteClever poem as always... and just fascinating to read about dragon spam. I'm with Reston Friends. Ick and Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI may never eat Spam again. [shudder]
ReplyDeleteYou dragons tell fascinating tales, though this one is a bit unsettling.
I like the Dragon's writing, especially the poetry, but let's face it; their culinary habits are a bit disgusting by human standards.
ReplyDeleteWell, they are Dragons after all. LOL
I liked the poem and story. The poem was fascinating and dreamlike, and the story was interesting and contained some valuable information. I guess I'm going to have to look a little closer at the cans of Spam. As for ones I've already eaten, well, it's too late now.
ReplyDeleteStephen from Scottsdale, Arizona, USA
http://stephen-has-spoken.blogspot.com/
Spam and eggs. Spam and beans. Spam, spam, spam, spam, and spam. I bet those dragons eat spam with just about everything. I wonder why they need ovens. Can't the dragons just breathe a little fire onto that spam? I'm always glad to hear bout the dragons.
ReplyDeleteSpam is the bomb!!! Have a great weekend and well done :)
ReplyDeleteWell, the dragon spam answers my question from last week, I suppose. I wish I never asked...
ReplyDeleteI knew that there was something odd about Spam!
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