With the owner sidelined through illness, it was a case of open slather. There was little joy you might say, but the dragons were restless.
Corralled as they were the words for this week’s challenge milled about, bumping each other, pushing aside the prepositions, the nouns believing they were superior and the verbs recently captured in the latest roundup snorted and pawed at the ground awaiting their opportunity to move from the wild to the order of modern living.
It was the wildverbs who caused the upset on the day. They pushed the dragons just that bit too far. The dragons believing, they held sway over the word farm tried using their whips which the verbs resisted by dropping their tense and creating chaos when the parsing was attempted.
It was such that the annual scrabble tournament was abandoned, the dragons furious, the wildverbs left to sulk in the corner, the nouns saying: “Well I did tell you so!!”