Red Meat by Max Cannon for February 02, 2020

You can rhyme anything with anything by simply ignoring the sounds words actually make. I see it all the time.

Babysit the kids?

Lullaby’s of alien death squids, make heavy my weary eyelids…

Ink from an alien death squid, puts my heart in a love skid.

possible on air radio spot- “alien death squids are finger lickin, they have no bones and they taste like chicken!”

Max sure doesn’t work piece work. Has great vacation benefits

‘carrion breath kids’…?

Max, where are you?

It was nice knowing you Max, hope you do well in whatever your new job is. You will live in eternity on Go comics, which never reviews its product.