Wee, sneaky, glowrin, vill’nous thiefies,
O, how ye filch in half a jiffy! —Holy Tango of Literature
What poets and playwrights would write about if they wrote about anagrams of their own names. The above is from “Robber Runts,” by Robert Burns (not).
I had heard of “Toliets” by T.S. Eliot, but I didn’t see the whole thing in context. “IRS Law Code” by Oscar Wilde is a must-read, as is “An E-Mail” by A. A. Milne (“‘Let’s write an e-mail,’ I say to Pooh.”) and the following excerpt from “Horrid Planet” by Harold Pinter:
R2-D2: (Beeps ominously.)
C-3P0: What are you trying to say? Eh?
R2-D2: (Beeps ambiguously.)
C-3P0: What exactly are you getting at?
R2-D2: (Beeps angrily.)
C-3P0: You?re saying it
‘sall my fault.
R2-D2: (Beeps noncommittally.)
Thanks for the laugh, Matt.