Whimpering for beginning quickly done
Scoff not at my vile remarks fleshy fiend
Ever radiantly, the scale took its toll...
The woman danced like a dainty pixy, or a fragile little elf
Her lover held on to her brittle throat, she was flabbergasted
Never cultivated.. . Never more has been talked.
Down by the babbling brook the snail distorts.
Never ignored about, never more has been yelped
Not a sham ever was known with such originaability
With lightning strokes, the woman shot foreward;immediately, contemtuously
Figment of the imagination ? Never.. . The mortifying went on
Run through the field of joy, past your lover, and embrace a seahorse instead
Indian summers materialize from the peach deer
With a youthful mutter and a magnanimous cultivate we pressed onward
Why ask why? One reasons this always.
What did she have in her achilles tendon?
A Story
© Copyright: Изер Рандом, 2005
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