Rabe meadow begins to fall Rabe meadow begins to autumn Rabe meadow welcomes all Please do not smoke even if you’ve got ’em
miniature therapy horses sheathed in sweat canter beneath the savage sun 2 gaggles of tender maidens dance nearby supervised by a tiny nun
solipsism embedded in perfume self-negating ombudsmen need not apply the pen of your aunt is not i repeat not on the table
Addison Nindernok fell in the Lomond Loch. He sank like a stone to the bottom. With a thrash and a flail he grabbed Nessie’s tail and stayed as a guest until autumn.
falling off mountains tumbling in mud the cobra is fine there’s not much blood slapped by seas bring more wine sink beneath the waves the weather is fine the weather is fine the weather is fine i tell you fine
Addison Nindernok tripped on a cinder block, fell and broke his glasses. He rolled and groaned, wept and moaned, amusing all the lasses. Addison Nindernok climbed up on Pinder Rock, slipped and broke both ankles. He yipped and yawped, squeaked, then squawked, ‘By Jove, this really rankles!’
sliced loaf of jam the carpenter roams restless her hammer is tempered in rendered lard (eggs) i wept when the chimney collapsed and sent chimney shards hurtling into alvin
oh bring us errant cigars fold paper as if unto hats with dusty ribbons place them trickling on our brows remedy remedy i offer hope with savage intent somewhere near the face of the grinning man
he called in the staff and showed them the graph efficiency factors had fallen by half he began to laugh said, ‘pardon my giraffe’ and danced on his toes and shouted out ‘Faff!’
Here’s to – Nora the barnacle goose – Skin-the-Goat – the giggle fit of bronze by gold – the blind stripling piano tuner tap tap tapping along – the dog’s rag of wolf’s tongue redpanting from his jaws- Stephen deep in thought strolling on Sandymount Strand – socks with skyblue clocks, jaunty – Plumtree’s Potted […]
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