Well, I'm just glad I waited to post until I saw a few of your-alls. In my first attempt, I must have misunderstood the theme and genre a bit...
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A Tisket, a Tasket, Trouble in a Basket:
——— A proverbial steamed-punk ———
“Look, I don’t care what your book says or how your mother prepares them. We’re not going to roast, boil, or fry him.
We’re going to steam him till he’s tender, that’s final!”
Caged in a rattan cocoon, Mister Lydon scowled, wishing he hadn’t shouted, “eat me,” at the cannibals.
Nevertheless, misunderstanding ‘one man’s meat is another man’s poison,’ he sneered, cocked his brow, snorted defiantly, and barked,
“Oi! This Johnny’s rotten to the core.”
——— A proverbial steamed-punk ———
“Look, I don’t care what your book says or how your mother prepares them. We’re not going to roast, boil, or fry him.
We’re going to steam him till he’s tender, that’s final!”
Caged in a rattan cocoon, Mister Lydon scowled, wishing he hadn’t shouted, “eat me,” at the cannibals.
Nevertheless, misunderstanding ‘one man’s meat is another man’s poison,’ he sneered, cocked his brow, snorted defiantly, and barked,
“Oi! This Johnny’s rotten to the core.”
K2