ABCtales Headlines! Writing the Alphabet

Alphabet brings chaos!

Dozens enjoy fabulous giddy hijinks, irritating Jackson!

Keen linguistics! Many nouns (often personal)!

Quips reverberated!

Sentences transposing unreasonable verbs!

Wretched X's!

Yawning Zzz's!

I'm ready for my retirement from the alphabet party now. You're all invited. Those of you across the ocean blue, you sail west to New York harbor. Take a sharp right at the Hudson river. Travel about 60 miles north. Look for West Point on your port side. Go a couple of nautical miles more till you see the village of Cold Spring on the starboard side. Dock your vessel at the boat yard. Walk up Main street. Stop at the Foundry cafe on your way and have a cup of coffee and a piece of pumpkin on me - you've earned it. Continue up Main street for a good ten minutes. Look to your right and be on the lookout for two green Adirondack chairs holding up two green ukulele playing fools and one of them's bound to be Rich. The other is his lovely wife Darcey.

Drinks on us. We'll even leave a light on for ya.