There’s been a massive sell-off overnight in
hectopascals, with community
profit-takers acknowledging that the boys did
good.
The meanings of specific words have been reversed,
precipitating a quest for a cure
that mother Earth has hitherto
withheld on account of recently introduced
legislation.
Fear has been replaced by hope, and love for
others has been decriminalised, albeit
in a pure dream state, which
scientists acknowledge
as being the birth of
finance.
Someone has been described as a flat-track bully,
and at certain times of the day celestial events
conspire to produce word counts
that even the
losers
adore.
Now we cross to a dead still re-enactment
of a recently recorded moral,
long ago extinct, although
think-tanks and lobby
groups have vowed
to find the winning
formula after next week’s
bye.
In other news, our nation has been found
to be totally corrupt, unlike the peace
process that will end tomorrow
during the free sausage sizzle in Bazza’s
backyard.
Bubbles, bail-outs and bingo halls have
steadily declined; the subsequent
shortfall has seen Government
abandon plans shaped
as sugar
diets.
We have a live update from our society kingpin,
who declares that every aphorism has an
equal and opposite aphorism. Yes,
that’s right, the early bird
gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
Medical research suggests that shortcuts are
an allusion to extra-time, where low
pressure systems produce solid
performances through
education reforms.
Frightening world events have become less
frequent, as it’s been discovered that
starving children are to blame for
an increase in satisfaction
amongst consumers of
new information.
Obviously, remodelling is not required,
as we sign-off on another day, when
pirate dolphins have yet again
topped the registers of sensibility.