So, here I was minding my own business on an overcast western Wisconsin morning when all of a sudden I come across this essay routed by this website, fluming this commentary as well.
So Flarfing away, I decided to try it. The first two seemingly disparate words that came to mind were “Ulysses” and “Crucible.”
I’m not sure I did it exactly as the dictates of the “form” require, but the experiment yielded interesting results nonetheless, results which I humbly submit to your endearing approval or enduring acrimony:
April 8th is a good date – it was a friend’s birthday, when I was a child, although I’m not sure now which friend it was.
Probably someone with whom you attended game parties and played pin-the-tail-upon-the-donkey.