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DON’T ASK ALICE, ASK JOE!

28 Wednesday Oct 2015

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Dictionaries, Funk and Wagnalls, Funny, Humor, John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt, Nonesensical, Oxford English, Webster's

Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster wrote a book. And which dictionary did Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster use? Webster’s? The Oxford English? I don’t know. Only Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster knows for sure. And she’s no longer here. No one, as far as I know, ever asked Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster which dictionary she used. Apparently Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster didn’t write down which dictionary she used, either. And furthermore perhaps Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster didn’t want anyone else to know which dictionary she used. Perhaps Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster was self conscience about using a dictionary bearing her last name. The last name being Webster, and all. Or perhaps the Oxford English Dictionary was too “high class” for Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster’s taste. Then again perhaps Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster simply didn’t possess either a Webster’s Dictionary and/or an Oxford English Dictionary. It may be, in fact, that Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster only possessed a Dr. Johnson’s Dictionary. Or even perhaps an up to date and modern Funk and Wagnalls Dictionary. And you thought you knew Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster. I’m sorry. Did I say Alice Jean Jane Chandler Webster? I meant to say Jane Alice Jean Webster Chandler. She wrote a book, too. I think. Anyway, Jane Alice Jean Webster Chandler never used a dictionary. She just made everything up. Just like I’m doing now. What? Who am I? Why I’m John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt’s cousin Joe. That’s right. Just Joe!

by John Patrick Timothy Seekamp  2015  (but you can call me John)

 

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CAT, MUMMY, WITCH

27 Tuesday Oct 2015

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Black cats, Haiku, Humor, Mirrors, Mummies, Trick or Treaters, Werewolves, Witches

Black cat scares werewolf,

Mummy scares self in mirror,

Witch gives “Trick” to kids.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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NO KIDDING, NO, KIPLING!

27 Tuesday Oct 2015

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Funny, Haihu, Humor, Kipling, No kidding, Who are you?

Who are you, kidding?

I’m not kidding. I’m kipling.

I know. Just kipling!

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

 

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MOUSE, BIRD, ONIONS

27 Tuesday Oct 2015

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Birds, Cheese, Diners, Eating, Funny, Haiku, Humor, Leaks, Leeks, Mice, Onions, Tweet

Mouse eats and eats. Cheez,

Bird goes into diner. Tweet,

Onionsbring a leek.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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OLD FOLKS, STILL, MOON SHINE

27 Tuesday Oct 2015

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clumsy, Funny, Haiku, Humor, Moon shine, Not drunk, Old folks, Still

Old folks left, still, late,

By moon shine they stumbled home,

Not drunk, just clumsy.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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YOUNG BIRD, BABY, SUN

26 Monday Oct 2015

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Baby, Crying, Dark clouds, Haiku, Hiding, Humor, Milk, Peeps, Sun, Worms, Young bird

Young bird cries for worm,

Baby in crib cries for milk,

Sun hides in dark cloud.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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OLD MOVIE, OLD SONG, OLD TV SHOW

26 Monday Oct 2015

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Car 54, Cat, Comedy, Haiku, Humor, Old movie, Old song, Raindrops, Vintage television show

Cat runs on hot roof,

Raindrops keep falling on head,

Call car 54.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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BOY, GIRL, and……

25 Sunday Oct 2015

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Cards, Comedy, Dating, Drugstores, Funny, Haiku, Humor

Boy asks girl on date,

Boy buys something from drugstore,

Boy gives girl a card.

by John Patrick Seekamp  2015

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IN THE QUIET SLEEPY VILLAGE

13 Sunday Sep 2015

Posted by johnseekamp in Fiction, Humor, song parody, Writings

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Creative Writing, Humor, Parody, Poems, Song

In the quiet sleepy village,

Where the Romans came to pillage,

All the young men once so brave they ran away,

Only old folks mean and grumpy,

And young maidens fat and lumpy,

Made their minds up, “In this village we shall stay,

Yes right here in this village we shall stay!”

At first the Romans they were contented,

Yes their resolve it was unrelented,

As they sacked and divvied up all that they did find,

But then soon they were surrounded,

By old folks and maidens rounded,

A-G-G-G-H!….and so they too,

They left that village far behind,

Yes they also left that village far behind!

Now that made both the old folk and the maiden,

Feel so disappointed and unladen,

For they almost had men fearless and built strong,

Then soon the ruthless Huns and Vandals,

And the mighty Mongols in their sandals,

They also fled that place without a song,

Yes they too fled that place without a song!

You see, in that noiseless town of slumber,

Where the Romans came to plunder,

Not even one invading marauder stood a hoot,

So go away Julius Caesar,

Don’t come a callin’ Genghis either,

Just stay home…. forget adventure and all that loot,

Or once again you’ll find your sorry selves hot to scoot,

Yes all over you’ll find your sorry selves hot to scoot!

by John Patrick Seekamp      (January 15th, 2015)

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THE PERSISTENT INVENTOR

14 Friday Mar 2014

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Creative Writing, Fiction, Humor, Nonsense

The Scientific Log Of Phillibert P. Phiffleflute the third

 

  Entry for Monday, July 7th, 1884———Day 1:

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 7 granules of magnesium dioxide with 4 granules of potassium sulfate———-Nothing.

Disposed of chemicals, cleaned equipment, returned home.

 

  Entry for Tuesday, July 8th, 1884———Day 2:

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 9 granules of manganese chloride with 6 granules of sodium nitrate———-Nothing.

Disposed of chemicals, cleaned equipment, returned home.

 

  Entry for Wednesday, July 9th, 1884———Day 3:

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 5 granules of carbon silicate with 2 granules of sulfur chlorite———Nothing.

Disposed of chemicals, cleaned equipment, returned home.

 

  Entry for Thursday, July 10th, 1884———Day 4:

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 1 granule of ammonium hydrate with 9 granules of hydrogen ammoniate———–Nothing.

Disposed of chemicals, cleaned equipment, returned home.

 

  Entry for Friday, July 11th, 1884———Day 5:

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 3 granules of aluminum silicate with 10 granules of silver hydroselenide———-Nothing.

Disposed of chemicals, cleaned equipment, returned home.

 

  Entry for Saturday, July 12th, 1884———Day 6:

Felt frustrated. needed to relax. Mixed 1 teaspoon chamomile tea (in ball) with 1 cup hydrogen monoxide heated to 100 degrees Celsius , left it to steep———Ah, felt better.

Prepared laboratory for experiment.

Mixed 3 granules of ferric acetate with 2 granules of titanium dioxide———Nothing!

Became frustrated again, needed to relax, thought of better idea——–mixed 1 oz. of French brandy with  1 cup of hydrogen monoxide heated to 100 degrees Celsius———felt even better!

Mixed 12 granules of  sodium nitrate with 11 granules of sodium nitrate——–Nothing. Ahgggg!

Frustration!

Mixed 2 parts French brandy with 2 cubes hydrogen monoxide cooled to 0 degrees Celsius, felt okay——-then continued.

Mixed 25 different granules of some sort with 32 granules of ammonium whatever—–uhhhh! A puff!

All this work is  making me thirsty——-mixed 3 parts French brandy in a glass with a teaspoon of hydrogen monoxide, not heated at all——-back to work.

Mixed 56 parts ammonium something with—-ah—–whatever that fluffy stuff was—–ah, let’s see, oh yes—-43 parts of it anyway———Bang! Whoa! That was certainly loud! Must celebrate!

Mixed 3 parts Frenchy with—–with—-3 parts Frenchy and drank it all up. There! Now where was I? Oh–oh, I remember now. I was trying to make something. Okay. Okay.

I mixed up several—several handfuls of some sort with several handfuls of some sort and then——-where am I——why is everything so dreadfully white———-And say—-why do all the folks around here look like they’re floating——say—–now I remember. I DID IT!——-I ACTUALLY MADE SOMETHING THAT WORKED. JUMPING JOHOSAPHATS! Like my good ol’ grandpappy used to say, ‘Be persistent. Never give up. If you quit you’re finished!’ There—–I persisted. I didn’t give up. BUT BOY AM I FINISHED!!!!

____________________________________by John Patrick Seekamp,      2014

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