Randolph Itch, 2 a.m. by Tom Toles for October 31, 2024

I was expecting a lemon.

The third rose was lost in the slot generation.

There’s no there there.

There, there, there? JACKPOT!

Gertrude Stein wrote it, but it was not so much poetry as a melodic line. She did not speak English much for many decades and the language became rather a game for her.