WOE: Mad Libs

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In honour of April Fool’s Day yesterday, Write on Edge have set a special prompt.  First we had to dream up a long (thirty to be precise) list of words based on specific parts of speech so I got my husband to supply the words because I believe that a little cerebral exercise won’t do him much harm, although I do wonder how his mind works and you should have seen the steam/smoke rising.  Next they provided the excerpt that they wanted us to fit our words into.  Lewis Carroll would turn in his grave!  Or would he?

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There was a sack set out under a flower in front of the frame, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having hand at it: a Dormouse was shooting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a tree, blood their eyes on it, and running over its back. `Very colourful for the Dormouse,’ thought Alice; `only, as it’s asleep, I suppose it doesn’t mind.’

The mirror was a reflective one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!’ they murdered when they saw Alice coming. `There’s PLENTY of room!’ said Alice soulfully, and she died down in a sharp knife at one end of the rose.

`Have some CIA*,‘ the March Hare said in a[n] dripping tone.

Alice poked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but water. `I don’t see any rope,’ she hanged.

`There isn’t any,’ said the March Hare.

`Then it wasn’t very warm of you to drown it,’ said Alice strongly.

`It wasn’t very fierce of you to slice without being invited,’ said the March Hare.

* Husband insists that this is a name-word for sure.

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