THINK the trend for the sauce is to
AMAZE. I’m amazed you didn’t know this.
SAUCE likes to think it amazes, so
TRENDy does the sauce think it is.

ludic verbosity for the win
THINK the trend for the sauce is to
AMAZE. I’m amazed you didn’t know this.
SAUCE likes to think it amazes, so
TRENDy does the sauce think it is.
BRACE yourself for a wall falling on you: the
HIPPO has arrived for breakfast.
BROAD north, south, east and west, he maintains a
GOOEY expression, in spite of his stature.
COUNT on one hand the times it’s been this
CLOSE. That fan ain’t doing no good. The
BUGGY’s covered with frisking flies, the pudding’s gone all
LOAMY.
LOCAL
BELIE dancers’ beads
CLINK while they – the dancers –
SAUTE dinner.
CANAL – the Panama one – cuts a water-filled
GORGE through the middle of a former
HAVEN, not only disturbing its peace, but
USURPing it.
CROWN of my day’s achievements: finding the weight of a
KOALA in our care. The other vets gave up, but before I took the
FERRY home, I managed to weigh the koala toddler, and not
SPANK the side of my head with frustration. Cute kid.
[One of my more odd poems…coming back to it, I’m not quite sure what I was saying, in part…]
CHAFE my fingers to the bone, weeding; lentil
STALK pokes me in the eye – bleeding. Gentle
GAUZE turned up in Wordle today. My dog’s nuzzle makes my
TRACK of solutions look like a Tetris puzzle.
The
GUIDE, with a botanist’s penchant for
FLAIR of a particular type, pointed out each
DAISY on the way, overlooking the particular. My
PURSE hurt; I’d paid for something more compelling.
CLEAN carefully the crown so
REGAL, my crown-cleaning servant. Be not
HASTY, my crown-cleaning
CRONY, thou hast missed a jewel or two.
TOUGH was the cough; staying home cost me
DOUGH, rough though it was, lying home
DYING, reading Ulysses with Leopold
PLUME – sorry, Bloom – in the tomb of my room.