Philip Hammial

(1937 - / Detroit, Michigan / United States)

Traps


Article 12 expressly forbids the digging of traps in public gardens. Article 13, in apparent contradiction to 12, declares that all traps in public gardens must be camouflaged with the leaves of banyan trees, oak leaves never, under any circumstances, to be used for this purpose. Article 14, in apparent contradiction to 12 & 13, states that everyone, without exception, who has fallen into an oak leaf-covered trap in any public garden in the month of May is required to attend a banquet at the Town Hall on June 1, a banquet presided over by the mayor who at this solemn occasion will present keys to the city to the May trapees.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, May 08, 2012

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