AMOEBA WEEK
comes to an end on a special day: the 83rd anniversary of Constantinople becoming Istanbul.
If anyone asks you a question you can’t answer today, just tell them “that’s nobody’s business but the Turks’.”
I GUARANTEE YOU EVERYONE WILL GET THAT JOKE.
Convenient feature: you can catch up on the Amoeba series in full here.
Narwhal City, brave and fair /
not far from New Lancaster /
Founded by mayor R.U.4 /
Offers all an open door /
Residents welcome, buildings as well /
you’re sure to think our city’s swell /
shared birthday with Istanbul /
demonstrates we are no fool /
Newspapers and suicide /
Announce to all our civic pride!
Met a girl from Narwhal City /
Said hometown pride is a falsity /
“Falsitude”? Or “falsehood”, I guess /
I can’t think straight, she’s so cute in that dress /
Seen more phedinkus than Damon Runyon /
And had quite enough of the town they call Union /
Now she’s a-settled, and takin’ it easy /
In her own happy burg where the newspaper’s greasy /
There’s just one little thing that I’d offer the Mayor /
A piece of advice to make her a Help Sayer /
The best hiccup cure known to everyone ‘cept Rue /
One spoonful of peanut butter will sure help you.
Ms. Unit is among the most expressively drawn characters I’ve ever seen here. Mouth shape, eye scrunch, spine bend; all the things I look for in a woman. Nicely done.
hehehe, toot.
I hear Canada’s just saving that gas up as their nest egg
If a change of flag and a plague of virons /
Induces you to change your environs /
Narwhal City Lithe and Strong /
Invites you all to come along /
Narwhal City Open and Proud /
Set apart from the crowd /
Narwhal City Viscous and True /
Embodies ideals of the great R.U. /
with a vocal leg and expressive spine/
Our founding mayor is mighty fine /
Given the chance I would ask one thing /
Is the city subject to the Narwhal King?
Loads of odes! Like Aphrodite from foams /
Of the sea have risen a number of poems /
Of such eloquence and patent good breeding /
As to incite joy of a sort most exceeding. /
To celebrate, then, I propose a bar crawl /
Through the hot spots of the City of Narwhal /
But alack! ’tis such a new municipality /
That none of its taverns exist in reality!
I know some countries are, but Canadians aren’t big fans of Carbon Monoxide Poisoning. They’re more into hockey.