the ideal (inheritance of romanticism, the opposite of pragmatism and
silly morons like isaiah berlin) mooee shall contain a plod after a
plid after a plosh and before that a plish, before that a sniff, after
that a snoff, and then a thon and thon a thin, then a thing and then a
ting, then a tink, then a think, then a think a think, a think a think
a thonk a squonk and then a squid, then many squids and then many
manies after which there'll go many many manies and after that a few
more manies and after that a few more thats and thises and then a few
more thines and then thighs and thongs big thongs and average thighs,
all things and tings, all tongs and tongs, and bunsen burners and
chemicals pouring all the way down your brain to your hippopotamus,
it'll also contain walls and doors doors and doors and doors and walls,
and walls and fences and gates and cement and lights and shadows and
oxymorons and morons and midi sets and tics and tocs and tics and tics
and six and sex and sox and socks and shoes and shows and trousers and
dresses and skirts and pants and bellybuttons and (naughty word deleted)

and big slideshows and oxymorons and cinema sets and itll contain lots
of stuff like stuff like stuff like stuffy stuff and lots of stuff and
stiff stuffy stuff like stuff like for instance stuff and stuff like
stuff but not quite, the ideal mooee shall contain curtains and cats,
fountains and fountain pens...