Translation #1: POOON: Ill chess, lick barn. PRE-SAG: Scone no win, Pace Fir Win. CHER: Buff chic physic. Translation #2: The tree piss, in the moo sand, the first tree toes. Here we go. USA tin PSI anti and Ann. Arr, Mica.
This is from around Xmas time I think. My siblings and I were talking about the pizza boxes from the night before at breakfast (they were taking up most of the table after all) and there was a sharpie. I made poetry out of the words on the Domino box! This can be a fun exercise for coming up with new concepts - “tree toes” and “moo sand” for example. Most of it doesn’t make sense.