Katy Murtaugh’s Next Big Adventure!

There are a lot of things I admire about my APCD, but a big one is his light-heartedness. In the newsletter that goes out he posed a challenge to create 3 themed tongue twisters (Guinean economy, bush taxis, dried fish), 4 lines each. The prize? Your choice of bread pudding with caramel sauce, garlic hummus or a pile of pebbly rice. My submissions may be more alliterative than tongue-twisting, but here they are nonetheless.

 Sylla’s sister is a sucky salesman; sales simply isn’t her shtick.
She certainly has staples to sell: sugar, soap, snacks, shoes.
But, her un-signaged, sad, sagging shop is in shambles and her service is seriously substandard.
Sylla’s sister’s SED friend shall shape up Sylla’s sister’s shop, so Sylla’s sister can start saving!

 Poor portos pay a price to pile into a puny Peugeot.
Portos who are peeved at being pinched pine for packages plentifully packed with palliatives.
Portos who are patient play pleasantly through the pitching pandemonium.
Portos with plenty of pluck, par contre, are patently pleased with the panoply of people, pails, parcels and papaya.

 The Phenomenon of dried fish:
Frail flounder fossils, found lying feebly in a fishy funk.
Faux fish with fairly frightful, fragile fins.
Frankly, a feeble feast failing to fill a famished foreigner.
With forbearance, the finicky feeder forgoes fussing and fretting, finally forking the phony flounder.