Apostrophe was having a rotten time and feeling, as always, that she was being ignored. Mr. Semi-Colon was fine, as was Lady Full-Stop, and Comma was having his usual rum run of things, but dear Apostrophe...
“Why doesn’t anyone like me anymore?” she cried -- even Dash was having more luck than she was! Grammar Metre tried to sooth her with a cup or two of syntax, but Apostrophe was inconsolable.
“Calm, my dear; your possessions are quite something,” said Grammar.
“They’re good for nothing!” wailed Apostrophe.
“Well, you’re quite the little abbreviation.”
“‘ ‘ ‘ ‘” said Apo’tro’he.
THE END.
this us a Lisa of wank. but i like it.
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