As you whiz, motoring through the park, a car flashes by—but not too fast for your automobile host to kipe it: “1913 36-6 ‘Strangler’— No good!”
So do the village girls kipe the strange young man in town.
Carlotta kipes at Ermyntrude,
And Ermyntrude at Rose;
And every stitch that each has on
Each other lady knows.
Each lady knows the other’s faults,
Her quality and size,
And just how old and good she is;
Would men were half as wise!
Krip´sle, n. A worrying physical sensation, an invisible annoyance absorbing one’s attention.
Krip´sly, a. Distracting, distrait, unmentionably provocative.
Walking on spilt sugar is kripsly.
That fugitive morsel of walnut-meat in the cavity of your bi-cuspid, which your tongue chases so thoughtfully, but in vain—a fascinating kripsle, as kripsly as a loose tooth! (See Vorge.)
Has a hairpin fallen down your back? Smile, and don’t be kripsly; beware that faraway look that tells the story! And when through that hole in your stocking your big toe sticks out, don’t be kripsled!
The ancient Stoics, like the modern Christian Scientists, declared that all kripsles were Error. But Mortal Mind knows full well that when you have both hands and arms full of bundles, the drop that hangs, pulling at the end of your nose, is a kripsle hard to bear—it cannot be snuffed in or shaken off.