Shooing with Tongue on the Tongue of a Shoe

To celebrate my 400th posting, I am going to follow the “Poets and Writers” prompt instead of the WordPress one. To see their weekly prose and poetry prompts, go here: http://www.pw.org/writing-prompts-exercises

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                 McPeevish McPue on a good day

The Prompt: Whimsical Creature—This week, write a whimsical, nonsensical poem about a creature you’ve dreamt up. Try to let go of the meanings associated with the words you use every day when describing this creature. Instead, use words as springboards for weird associations, as colors in a vast mural. Let your mind run wild and hang on for the ride.

 

Shooing with Tongue on the Tongue of a Shoe

There once was a grouch named McPeevish McPue
who spent his whole life on the tongue of a shoe
where he shooed away flintocks* and floogles* and stuff.
As a matter of fact, he would get downright rough.

 He would beat them with bagels and flog them with floggles
from the foot of their feet to the top of their toggles.
Then he bopped them again every minute or two
till those flintocks and floogles were beat black and blue.

But they just wouldn’t leave until McPue had sung
a rock-a-bye ballad with only one lung.
Then they leapt and they lithered until they were gung.
Now McPeevish McPue only shoos with his tongue!

*Floogles: fairy folk who get even with grouches by spraying foot odor into their shoes daily.

*Flintocks:
I’m not completely sure what flintocks are, other than the fact that they drive McPeevish McPue crazy. I’m counting on my readers to tell me more about them.

 

16 thoughts on “Shooing with Tongue on the Tongue of a Shoe

      1. Sam Rappaz

        Oh wow! This just got very interesting and very frustrating very quickly. The internet gods keep asking me to look for flintlocks and have nothing meaningful to tell me about Flintocks except for turning up all articles where flintlock was misspelt. Gulp! How am I to sleep Judy? Pray tell. And it’s a follower’s name on the line to boot. Argh!! 😦 I’m on this comments thread like a hawk! There must be more resourceful and ingenious people out there, than me. I hope. For the sake of the world.

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Indianmacgyver. Any relation to the McPhews? (Sorry, I changed his name…)If they could market pet rocks, I’m sure we could make a million on Floogle-Off, but then we’d go traveling to fancy places in the world instead of maintaining our blogs and it would take all our writing time to manage our money, so I guess we are better off just keeping it safe in our imaginations.

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        1. lifelessons Post author

          Well darn. I wrote such a clever answer to your comment but somehow WordPress lost it to cyberspace. They are so busy receiving our pingbacks now that they’re losing the comments! Anyway, this second reply will of course have none of the elan of the original, but I was speculating about that target audience being, in fact, make-believe as well and commenting that if this is true, it will fit right in with the seemingly make-believe audience of my first three books. At any rate, it is clear I will never one-up you, but I actually like that in a person. J

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  1. lifelessons Post author

    Sam— Flintocks reside in your imagination. They can be anything you say they are, but Google doesn’t know about them yet. Nor does Wikipedia or Webster’s. Shhhhh. It’s a blogging secret…If they want to know, they’ll have to let us be the authority they go to for once! Okay. Once again. Let’s get ready for them! What’s a flintock??? oxo Judy

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  2. Sam Rappaz

    Flintocks are also fairy creatures – closely resembling the dual-natured Yakshas of Hindu and Buddhist lore. They reside on your shoelaces and sandal straps and are happy as long as you are. They make sure you always get your feet in the right way, untangle the laces and keep the velcro clean. But if you are grouch, as is the case at hand, then they mix up your shoes as you begin to wear them, knot the laces so you trip and keep unstrapping the velcro so that your sandals keep flying off your feet. Nasty little buggers if you ask me.

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Kudos to you. I think you’ve just written the sequel to Shooing with Tongue! I absolutely love the Flintocks!!!! So, the prototype for McWhatever (can’t decide how to spell his name, McPhew, McPue or McPeu. What do you vote for? Ah. Distracted again. The real Mc Whatever is Forgottenman’s Ruminations, so now you know the rest of the story! By the way, this view was not posed. He is not a morning person. P.S. Who with an imagination really needs Wikipedia?

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      1. Sam Rappaz

        Yay! Glad to you like Flintocks. I look forward to Part II. I vote for McPeu. It sounds more grouchy(?)
        I guessed that it may have been Forgottenman. It helped that he was the first to like my definition of Flintock! Haha. He couldn’t help himself 🙂 I loved the photo. That’s how Mr. Pink looks in the morning, if woken before the alarm.

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