A Posse Trophy - By Hy Phen Made Declarative 

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Appearance of the New Courier  (with namesake "Georgia Ives")  flew into the courtroom  faster than Bold face WingDings!    After the judge opened  the waxed sealed envelope stamped  with the official legal imprimatur  sound of silence filled the courtroom.    After perusing highlighted principle details,  a noticeable con jug gay shun  didst Impact countenance of attired judge.    Recess announced at authority decree  (spelled out with quotation marks high
lighting dotted i's and crossed t's) 
figuratively a nouns sing moratorium 
for those accused of run on sentences, 
split infinitives, then versus than...
incorrect usage of ellipses, et cetera.
The justice of supreme court 
critically espied quotation marks 
(underscoring reductio ad absurdum 
Times New Roman regulation) 
against stiff penalty asper those 
who commit rhetorical perturbations!       This lenient fiat occurred immediate 
by innocent omission of a colon, 
which subsequently, naturally, 
and immediately affected 
every future jury presiding over 
a defendant applying incorrect punctuation!   A favorite comma cull anecdote 
often repeated by my late english 
grammar (a palliative to me psyche 
despite the multi-generational 
difference in age) happened 
when she celebrated fourteen 
punctual marks whence time 
in utero came to an end period.   Many question marks still abound 
as per the specific circumstances 
of this generally uneventful birth, 
only that she seemed to dash 
from the womb (of her mother – 
mine great grandmother christened 
Latina Greco) with a pointed 
exclamation declaration 
of independence while bodily constitution 
adorned with supposedly shimmering 
invisible golden braces 
and a full set of teeth.   Somewhat averse to authoritarianism 
and mores of assuming the sir name  of the groom, she maintained nom  de plume affixed on her birth certificate.   If born that way today, and ready  to pledge marital vow, would  probably follow the common custom  and hyphenate name of beau similar  to newlyweds of this day and at this very moment.   Back in those days though,  town’s folk exclaimed with  pointed superstition that a baby born  after being bracketed nine months    within the womb (which seemed  like an eternal sentence), and equipped  with the means to chew would  most likely experience little colon difficulty.   As a dignified divine dowager,  she willingly shared her cradle  to graveside tidbits (populated  with many wisecracks and  marked quotations from a life 
that spanned more than a century21.   Smart as a whip or pin  (the latter term somewhat out of vogue),  this independent woman  (who married into nobility    from humble roots) frequently evinced  el shaped lips when the un suspecting recipient ensnared  of her harmless ingenious pranks.   Aside from what many considered  childlike antics (which characteristic  salient trait appealed to this grandson),  she excelled at verbal adroitness    and could spin a jesting lightly  mocking pun, which seemed  to quiver with an invisible  apostrophe shaped blackened barb.   Though privileged per parochial parents,  her inherited empire and peers, the people  of the proletariat class felt  figuratively parenthetically  included as persons of concern  to this genteel dame.   She exemplified and wore that moniker  noblesse oblige with utmost  august excellence, and whenever  the need or wont arose to address  the madding crowd (this  crowned empress) resorted  to non-verbal communication ala semaphore.   Her lily-white hands (most often  remained sheathed in Palmolive 
clad ding silken gloves - exuded  a faint patrician touch) partitioned    the air with arabesques accentuated  with sign language for those  among the teeming masses  unable to hear or in fact deaf.   Regular adherence to being grammatically  (yet not necessarily politically) correct  witnessed the air being sliced with even  less familiar punctuation symbols  such as the emdash, en-dash.   Even doctorates of English and  strict task masters (whose  frowning scowls strongly resembled  semicolons when even minor indiscretions,  infractions, transgressions, et cetera  with english language observed)    never found fault with this  former bohemian, whose rhapsodic,  melodic, linguistic voice ameliorated  dark memories from dereliction dis played by former queen.   She also received the treatment of  a champion lyricist, whereby every lyre  (got set on fire) from utterance akin  to a choir of hells angels, yet this    chanteuse voice rang thru the  azure vault causing the small hairs  of the spine to experience a pleasant  electric shock therapy.

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 20th, 2018 14:30
  • Category: Humor
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