De Jackson is tending the Dverse Bar and Grill tonight. She has requested us to write a Quadrille,(poem of 44 words). The word of the day is “yuck”:
In highest praise of Curly,
When things were looking down;
And already Topsy-turvy,
He never wore a frown.
When Moe or Shemp got on his case
Or the boys ran out of luck
Curly growled and slapped his face
Then chuckled: “nyuck, nyuck, nyuck”!