Bimp not, that ye be not bimped! (See Machizzle.)
I got a bimp, the other night,
It bimped me good and hard;
I drew to fill a flush, and got
A different colored card.
But still, I bluffed it out and won;
A well-filed pot I crimped—
And three good hands of treys and pairs,
And one full house, got bimped!
Bleesh, n. 1. An unpleasant picture; vulgar or obscene art. 2. An offensive comic-supplement form of humor.
Bleesh, a. Revolting, disgusting, coarse.
Comic valentines are very bleesh; the newspaper “comic strip” with the impossible adventure ending in catastrophic brutality; stars, exclamation points and “Wows!” Especially a bull-dog, biting the seat of a man’s trousers and revolving like a pinwheel—this is a bleesh. (See Frowk.)
Crayon enlargements of photographs of your uncle in his Odd Fellows’ uniform are bleesh—Kodak snap-shots and flashlights of banquet groups.
Your practical-joking friend sends you bleesh foreign postcards from abroad; and your chauffeur revels in bleesh pictures of crime, with an X showing “where the body was found.”
To the Philistine of the Middle West, the nude in art is bleesh. To the eye-glassed school-ma’am of Brooklyn, the paintings of Cubists and Futurists are bleesher still. (See Ovotch.)
I gazed upon a bleesh, and saw
’Twas stupid, crude and coarse;
Its wit was dull, its art was raw,
It had nor wit nor force.