I remember reading the book Anguish Languish by Howard L. Chace when it was first published, way back in 1956, but I hadn’t thought about it in years.
Wikipedia reports that Anguish Languish is “an ersatz language” constructed from English language words. It is not really a language but rather “a homophonic transformation” created as a work of humor.
Now, thanks to the expiration of the book’s copyright, a fellow named Kevin Rice has made Anguish Languish available online.
Once again I can read Furry Tells like Ladle Rat Rotten Hut, Guilty Looks Enter Tree Beers, and Center Alley.
Once again I can read Noisier Rams like Mary Hatter Ladle Limb, Oiled Murder Harbored, and Pitter Paper.
I can even thing thumb thongs, thongs like Alley Wetter, Fur Hazy Jelly Gut Furlough, and Hormone Derange.
And now, through the magic of my blog, soak an yew (so can you).
Owe joey! Ode ill height!
Dish cub bathers tar tub sum pink pig.
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me
with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
Copyright 2007 - 2024 by Robert H.Brague
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Sheesh! This has got my grey cells going! LOL :)
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ReplyDeleteProblem is, I am so visual, all the images of the words override the sounds. I could do a painting for each sentence! Keith would be good at this, tho'!
lol.... tanks four Cher ring! Reminds me of the game my parents used to play: thinking of book titles like, "Brown Spots on the Wall" by Hu Flung Pu. Or "Open Bathrobe" by Seymour Skinski
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ReplyDeleteRosezilla/Tracy, say the words very fast without trying to make sense of them as they are, then listen to yourself closely and you'll get it.
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