Happychap became joyful, exuberant, generous, friendly, (tired and emotional), unrestrained.
Money was spent. Pockets felt empty. Stomachs likewise.
Pigs ate greedily, noisily, gluttonously, enthusiastically; boy envied, repulsed. Sudden blinding flash of light and wonder dawned; Scrappychap repented, mourned and humbled himself.
Decisively, he began homeward journey. Deeply considering…
Sad Dad was overjoyed, exuberant and little short of delirious with compassion – ran to him. Welcomingly he embraced him; Sappychap embarrassedly tried to make a speech.
Glad Dad lavished gifts on Happychap - family ring of love, coat of honour, shoes of friendship, party of great revelling and gladness (calf of portliness met with knife of pointed sharpness and ram-rod spit of roasting rotation).
‘My mourning is turned to dancing!’ cried Glad Dad.
Angry outbursts from Misery, the dischuffed older brother, caused considerable heartache for rejoicing Glad Dad. But he continued to make merry.
No comments:
Post a Comment