Surreal Charades
Talking with Cornelius, the Great Pubah's shopping list was forgotten.Below her lip was the mark of flamboyant aristocracy - she chose the lavender feather duster.In the urn are the folded strands of the last King's woven toilet seat cover.The lost puppet of Fu Manchu slipped into a droll expression before aperitifs.Kuala - where? Not in the frilly lace boudoir of Liberaci's fifth aunt again!Tin Tin lofted the bugle over the Oscar Meyer wiener truck.Beneath the turquoise and mustard cravat was his honeymoon shirt.Squire, your upstairs privy is occupied by the Duchess of Windsor's reclusive uncle's butler's daughter's badminton team's trophy.The closet held a hodge podge of assorted organic filters which cleaned the air daily.Sandy was the tilted, tiled floor of the sheik's tenth temple.The buried trunk held a Ming mandarin; two Egyptian enchantments; three Byzantine beads; four Middle-Earth marmalade eggs; and five numb, neutered, Neptunian noodle makers.
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