Anger

quaffing caustic acidic ale, a prankster did stage analogous to raging figurative fire of rage within my belly – riven asper spinal binding ripped from every book marked page caw zing quite an ache – fiercely teas sing curative panaceas sans almond sunset, chamomile, osage tea, yukon try grabbing with all your might, even enlisting Strain gauge in tandem with a bunch of bootlegged banshees freed from their cage as last resort drafting electric eels, shocking quite astute accompanied by jack and the Giant beanstalk golems to boot or tiger (perhaps named Tony, mean to the bone, but...oh so cute who dwells in a tony neighborhood), swishing tail (Nike like), and held up ala playing the flute an unseen hellacious, ferocious, or egregious beast, who expells offal asphyixiating from a moon unit sized Glute yea, I could also allude to some flying dragon, who gives nada ha hoot, somehow remotely controlling to ram into ewe, these high speed U-Haul trucks combine all the above scenario, aye know really sucks which gagging induces the worst instance of reflux the sum total would, only feebly meet Karma credit rating as de luxe approximate the onset of red hot enflamed ducks (my apologies to PETA, Paul, Luke...), they madly flap wings, yawping beaks, vis a vis on par withque clucks clan – Whew...only then (after paying yee a million bucks please keep on the que tee i.e. hush) regarding this soupy poetic fabrication bravely bursting buttucks amucks.