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Tom and Jerry were the best of friends. But their fellow Grade sixers were always making fun of them asking where their friends Tweety and Sylvester were. It really riled them that their so-called friends bullied them and referred to them as an animated cat and mouse.  They were;t cartoon characters. Or even folksingers. They were anything but. One day in the cafeteria they discussed the problem.

"I'd really like to squish those guy" moaned Tom to Jerry one day.

"Squish?" said Jerry. "That's a funny word."

"It's an onomatopoeia" replied Tom.

"On-a what?" said Jerry. "Sounds like something the dog did."

"Huh?" said Tom.

"You know, 'Spot, on the mat he pee, uh'" blurted Jerry laughing and blowing milk out his left nostril at the lunch table.

"No silly, it's a term for a word that imitates a sound."

"Burp" said Jerry after a long draw on his milk straw.

"Exactly, said Tom. "Good example. You could use some Alka-Seltzer. You know 'plop. plop, fizz, fizz'."

"Give me some more cried Jerry.

"Bang, bark, beep, boom, bow-wow, buzz - they're all examples of words that sound like a sound. Ha, I made a funny - sound like a sound" laughed Tom uncontrollably.

"Growl, grumble, grunt, gulp - those are some more."

"Wow" said Jerry wide-eyed "How do you know all this stuff?"

"Well one day I was in the boys' room taking a whiz and I accidentally tooted. The guy next to me laughed and told me those were examples of onomatopoeia."

"Ha, I get the pee-uh part chortled Jerry."

"Very funny" derided Tom "But now you're just starting to babble."

Tom and Jerry looked at each other, eyes wide, and just groaned.


The prompt this week is burble/babble over at Studio30+. Their website is still down but you can click over to their Facebook page. Ha! "Click" See what I did there?

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