Chounds Like
Chounds like
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Chounds like
Eye chased mye deer into the rough the golf was tough and leathery the ball
wound up in the gulf near the coarse leather coat the top coated layer of infinity.
When every internet address is placed into the category suited to it best and
every number has been named and everyone is best at what they do not just
where they are could it be hard to let them off to la la land to make them just to
understand the slot the slotted place therein. The lob lolly cained there was two
of them they rub and shudder expectantly in exctasy like twine boarding a fence
posting to the dead letter offices in all the land. The firmimentnation of the united
stations was attacked with hate the rabbit tripped over the log anon and said
quite frankly my dear eye don't give a darn who who is. They drugged the maiden
dragged her screaming from the bed the water stain will set in the rug don't ewe
understand it was to be this afternoon not later in the day not tomorrow anyway it
has to be soon after noon. The goon dropped a cup and he grumbled and he
gripped it in one hand and it slide like the banana peeling from the tree shaded
oasis banana vines green black men picking them forking bales of hey what was
that noise a student in the background just redialing all his **** so sure that all
those girls are doing time to make him worn. Egads the Chounds are about us
they have been released on Edgar come Allen forward POE. They foxed the
kittens and sometimes the medical officer gets some extra hush money to look
the other way is danger danger warning warning the alien is coming. When you
must explain anything a joke or silent laughter a penny for your thoughts the
hidden manna best sometimes to leave unsaid the thing so evident for iff she
has not gotten it a lenghty explainnation will not further it along the windsome
parapet the jester faking it has lost the thread the limits of the outer kind
surpassed in unbelief. Nothing is perfect in scrabble blast eye have noticed
sometimes there is only one tile left over but it still gives ewe the option of
scrambling the letters and it even tosses the tile up in a vain attempt to move the
thing in semblance of the shuffeling required by law in this game. Survival
dictates like a witch brewing portents in the ditch poor and sinful man disgraced
walking to the human race the chounds to chase.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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