Moby Dick
You Don’t Say Weekly, Falmouth, MA: Book Review
It’s a Wavy Day on the Bounty Main
It is unbelievable the author Moby Dick lives on Cape Cod. For good reason, the exact location of the writer is undisclosed. Study the cover image or read Wavy Day, and you will see the logic behind the precaution.
In addition to this perfect-storm collection of pornographic, salty-sea stories, Dick has other forgettable books like Shiver Me Timbers, Brrrrr, Yo, Ho, Ho and a Bottle of Dumb, Harpoon Fever and, nobody’s favorite, Davey Jones’ Locket. Prestigious awards for his contributions to the writing world are non-existent. Though, he seems to be a hit with his mother, Doris, who remains his publisher at this time. She is a hardy soul with leathery skin and big ears that flap uncontrollably when she strolls the rocky shores near Falmouth (hint). Having inherited a fortune from her father’s pickled herring enterprise, it appears there is no end in sight for funding more Dick assaults on the general public. On a positive note, there is hope his literary abuse has hit a snag.
Dick’s word war on good taste and literary credibility may have cast its last net. Mr. Moby Dick will be honored – finally – with a newly announced tribute by the Literary Guild of Chappaquiddick, entitled, Please, Walk the Plank. Those who love that sort of thing should appear at the end of Pier 2 at Woods Hole on Tuesday, July 4, near sunset. Doris will be there with plenty of sparklers, herring, and crackers. And Dick? Please don’t be late to see this briny urchin get his due.
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