Fun With Words and Playing With Writing

Have fun with your words

Writing always seems to be such a serious business. Novels, articles, technical documents, journalism plus one  hundred other serious applications of this worthiest of arts. Being a pedantic member of the grammar police and spelling firing squad, I also take my métier very seriously. Paying strict attention to my use of each part of speech in its correct form and ensuring I keep my register under strict control.

Well, except for today because today I feel like having complete and utter nonsensical fun with words.

Ready? Well, ready or not, here we go!

Maxwell Miser mixed metaphors most Monday mornings – mainly mundane – mostly mashed.

Annie Appleseed alliterated all autumn and added anxious appendages – almost accurately  – always anonymously.

Vera Villawood viciously vexed via verbs vowed vehemently – various verses – very vulgar.

Granny Greystoke’s grunted grumblings got Graham’s grammar going – great gregarity –  gobbledygook gone.

Dotty Doubletake delved deep disturbing daunted Dick’s deplorable diphthongs – deft diction – discourse done.

Abbie Butler came down early Friday getting horribly irritated, joining Karen Lopez, mainly now openly placing quiet rumours saying Thomas used very weird XHTML, you zaftig! – Alphabet Soup!

Ok, are you ready? Your turn now!

Playing With Writing
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6 thoughts on “Playing With Writing

  • 22/08/2011 at 5:02 pm
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    My daughter, Kaitlyn (who is 11) can give you a run for your money here, Derek. Here is her contribution…

    My Mum makes me munch my Mini M & M’s on a Monday Morning, mmm mmm!!

    And mine…

    Soaked silly Sally, saddened — some say, sodden, slid slowly, sighing scornfully

    Hmm, I think my daughter may be better at this than me. :-)

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  • 22/08/2011 at 11:47 pm
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    Phwoar frimples make pedantic tinkles
    seem moderately skimpy in silky simples.
    And i hope you enjoyed hot bangers
    bonking beautiful beers,
    straight from the ice chest.

    Bring it on, said the tit to the tom.

    Phooooooooooaaar!

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  • 23/08/2011 at 5:39 am
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    Fun? FUN? Those clever alliterations are hard work and not at all fun to create, so I’m picking up my toys and leaving because I don’t do creative. Give me a nice page of technical writing and I’m a happy girl. (That is until one of my alternate personalities takes over. They’re very creative and way cooler.) Thanks for making me feel unworthy. Okay, now I’m leaving.

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