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Word Concerning Men as a Meal

ut they the peopel had traveld much along the banks, and had come out from outen the land of their fathers into the terribol West, far outen their league.  And there

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            But a young man cried out, saying, This wise man, which in fact is not wise, hath acquir-ed a demon in his lobes, and hath lost the run of his own tongue.  And he took a stick and did strafe and beat the wise man, saying, Die demon, die demon, die demon, die demon, die wiseman, die demon, die demon, die wiseman, die wiseman, die wiseman, die old man, die old man, die, die, die, die, die, die, die.  And he lookt, and said, Ye gods, I have killd him; tragedie of the times!

            And the people said, This is a sign, or a symptam.  And some specifists lookt into the young man’s childhood, and found there disastor galore, and harsh abusus by his trainers, and stiflement & grinding.  And they said, Well, then, ’tis no fault of his that he is normol; let him go.  And of course, they did.

            Now there arose the wise man’s lover, crying, How many?  How many more must die?  How many to the strafe & pummel?  An I were to postulate, plenty many, I wud say.

            But they turnd upon the wise man’s lover and said, This is the one to hang.  To come shouting upon us in such manner, with accusatory inflexien, that hurten our feeling.

            And the lover went docile, and found the sight to see new colours in a piece, and did garner reprieve.

            And there came tribal customers streaking through the leaves, painted in tribal custom, and they did sorely bruise the multitude, and beated them, and slew them with the spear, and devourd them.  For these were those which eat peopel.  Forsooth, among their own, every fifthborn getteth eaten; and among those not their own, such as sojourners sleepfing in trees and travling in multitudes, everyborn.  ’Twas said by these manmealsmen:  A fruitful man or woman, that knoweth how to make some babies, there is a famine fighter. 

            And there were breakfast champiens in their midst who were wont to boast, saying, I can my self get down a multitude entire, at a singol meal.  But e’en among these wud some champiens brighter shine of merit true, inasmuch as delectibol multitudes are of divers numbre, tho seldom tallied in the glut.  And sure, more savory than others some mulditudes can be.