The reason the borogroves were mimsy is that they didn’t have a flangiprop.

Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

Invent a definition for the word “flangiprop,” then use the word in a post. 

Flangiprop: An inevitable solution for flanging, especially when gunged onto chumby props.

Machine for pumping out water

It was a lugubrious day when the grunges decided to flange the boggles. The boggles were crimbling and muldiferous clumples were sprouting into a zang. The grunges were flambled with the trundles laying on a shlodded frange.

“Let us dring the klobble” said a boggle and all began dringing as fast as they could.

“No, this is leading nowhere. We must flangiprop.”

There was a grundiferous crungle in boggled voices.

“Flangiprop?”

“Yes, with all the pling that you can quadify” said the compled boggle.

“But the quoogles are venting and the klogs are strooding”

Then appeared a klug of quoogles carrying their noggles, breathing trings of flange. Klogs trumpled on the zilg. The boggles galumped to their klongs. The quoogles strang the volgs and…

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