They crack me up. Sometimes (okay, most times) I use a computer program to generate them, but here are some I came up with on my own for the Wordsworthian phrase, primal sympathy:
math may pry slip
lips may pry math
sap my play mirth
my harp, play mist
pity sharply, mam
pity harms amply
prim myth as play (myth as prim play)
slip my path, Mary
happy slimy tram
Not a festival of sense, I know. But a festival of nonsense is more than welcome sometimes!
1 comment:
up early and took a long walk, 3 days of only forward movement in the recovering dept.thank you, thank you, thank you!!!
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