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Play On Words

Play on Words

by Vern Schanilec



My friend the Sikh was not meek as he, me and our friend Zeke decided to sneak a peek at Pike's Peak. 
We climbed for a week upon which we were weak. While there we saw the tree Teak, a geek and a mouse that caused Zeke to say "Eek!".

On the way back we boarded a runnell as we funneled down a tunnel.
The crew decided to break and eat, but for us by the shake of the dice the price was thrice our means. Though we had the time we had only a dime which was a crime for which we did not shine.

Later, in our effort to strive to feel alive we went for a drive. Since we were forcibly fasting, and resting in our nesting, we found it not to our besting.

We came upon friends who through interrogation expressed fascination with our story of exasperation and gesticulation while sipping sarsaparilla under an umbrellah while watching a confused caterpillah become a millah (instead of a butterfly) to which I said "He didn't delivah".

Finally, consider the word foot that it doesn't pronounce as with food or roof but may be good in the thinking that a consonant may be dissonant with a vowel in a constant distant argument sort of way.

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