With his precious charge / Embark'd, Sinicus gently ſteers along; / The dip of oars in uniſon awake / Without alarming ſilence; […]

Main trouble with “The House We Used to Haunt” and “The Wizzard One” is each other. Kids are cute, but somehow five pages of underpunctuation, pseudo-naïve sentence structure, and well-calculated grammatical errors are less than cute.

Strap on your horsehair shirt later. I'm the better transverser, and I'm just nastier.

Those who are not boltering or spillering in the spring are crabbing.