Some overheard and misheard snatches of train conversation…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s mystery sounds are: rustle, rustle, squeak, rustle, thud, rustle, and creak.

‘She was stratting from Iceland.’
‘Too nervous and the last step!’
‘70% chance of absolute sandwich Brian.’
‘It was the gibbons that surprised me…’
‘Well, I do it differently, it’s not linked to anything!’
‘Hm… tresting… urst…’
‘It’s a bitter go there basis Ann.’
‘Just anybody with any ability!’
‘Jean-Paul Sue freaks!…’
‘A window back-up?’
‘And a flue fox secure?’
‘Left me bag again…’
‘A speed Gibson alipso now.’
‘He should sort of said deposit.’
‘Eh? You what? Hi there!…’
‘Welly-wha, did he get there?’
‘Thanks fringin…’
‘Was he-he ran corner?…’
‘Yeah, yeah, yeah…’
‘Thirr toos a coach boo container.’
‘A jockey dinner sass-bestos?’
‘Accolade baseline, baseline slow down!’
‘Oh, round sciences!’
‘An unacceptable risk project now?’
‘A ball will find guidance.’
‘Cam cam – measurement techniques.’
‘Those baseline sample Christians.’
‘Fed ourselves and option westing whereas?’
‘The corp dank girl disguise.’

Why not take a small footstool into town, step up on it, and read this out as a poem?

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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