The Ballad of Everythink

Ont-Hulk

Then we arrived at the Forest of Everythink, where all the thinks people thought of as their own were shepherded by wise Onts.

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In the heart of the Forest were the Nurseries of Half Thoughts, where the Onts looked after the thinks people were too stupid to finish.

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The canopies of Everythink were loud with the chattering troops of Really Bad Ideas, and the endless tuneless racket of the Mememebirds.

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At night in Everythink, the eyes of Banality Bats glittered too close together & we heard the thunk of their skulls hitting tree after tree.

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Our spirit guide, Bluenose, showed us the Stumps of Creativity: slope after slope of ruin. ‘Listen to the chainsaws of the Ont!’ he crooned.

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Then we visited The Exciting Jungle of Theory, which was a two foot square bonsai maze: ‘Nobody get to heart of maze because nobody fit in!’

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Beyond lay the ancient weeping darkness of the Brainforest. The Onts begged us not to proceed: ‘Nobody knows they don’t know nothing there!’

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