Ypsi couldn’t decide whether to be happy or angry about the Poet’s lipogram and its outcome. She seemed pleased as she said to herself, “If the Poet could drop one Vowel today, He’ll drop all five soon. Who cares about the handicapped Q? We’ll replace her with K and C. A disabled parasite like her deserves the Great Dictator’s euthanasia programme!”
Cold Blooded ploting
