Stultiloquence
A camelopard gravid with sensuous tastes
Turned to an emmet for a quiff of complaint
“Do you enjoy your provender raw or percoct?”
Which led to a moment of formicine shock
The camelopard in sooth was arrantly hurt
So went into labor of premature birth
At the rump of this rumpus
An annoyed fysigunkus
An owl so foul
Vowelled
“You need to halt your daifingua at once.
Default and desist or be present for brunch.”
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