I’m too sexy for my gynaecologist
Jumplatty De Boogoo went away, changed his socks, then his mind, and now The Baloogle of the Fallock rubs marzipan. This does not cause too much of a stir amongst the Foohers, a proud race, who crouch to eat avocados.
In the meantime, Jumplatty De Boogoo had risen to the position of Nchnch with special responsibilities for green. He relished this. However, he had a rival who would quite happily see him refurbished…
(c) M. Robert Gibson
First written 1991-07-31