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Alliteration Exercise

When the whistling winter weather freezes flora, fur and feather, huddled hares hide in the heather, languish lean and lined like leather. Hear the howling hounds of Hell, bloated banshees bearing bells, sense the sickness in the cells, silent serpent spitting spells. Doom and darkness, dreams of death, blushing brides with bated breath, crazy crackheads cooking meth, silent souls succumb to stress.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/22/2008 7:47:00 PM
Terrific, Danielle! I have just loved speaking this over and over! Speaking turns to singing! Beautiful! What a relief from the heaviness of so many other poems! If I could kiss you I would! Merry Christmas to you! Brian
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