Last weekend, two of my favorite creatures here in Singapore, Panda and Monkey, gave me an early birthday present.
Now I don’t hold pretensions of mastery in the art of word- juggling; I can barely write illuminated, intelligent thoughts without laughing at myself. Nonetheless, I loved their gift:
Being the playmates that we are, Panda gave me random words out of the whole lot and dared me to do whatever with them. I ended up trading five impossible words with useful ones (i.e. linking verbs, etc). This is what I came up with:
For one to become a magnetic poet, apparently one only needs to procure a set of poetic magnets!
Thank you and good day/night, dear friends.
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