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Environmental Stench

The spirit of love was flowing in the air but all of a sudden it disappeared when the birds sitting on the fence spread filth on the cars parked in the garage. They say that it’s a symbol of luck for those that believe in miracle spewing out of the environment gut. The wind is blowing and it is carrying a nasty stench within; the wind is blowing and the farm animals are murmuring. The donkeys are carrying a heavy load, they are climbing up the mountain with their backs laden with gold, the markets are not gold friendly and so they have to convert it to pound, shilling and pence in a hurry. When the prices are right you, can get a gold ring for the price of a diamond and a ruby. Those boxes on the donkey’s back are worth twenty billion, the price of two houses, a shoe, a new frock and a cake with mixed icing on top. A stench is moving around in the air and it is boiling with the spirit of fear, it not the stench you want smell when you are stuck in the lion’s den. You have got to formulate a better plan to get the cubs off the land; some people can be ambassadors, construction workers business entrepreneurs and dress makers. Others can be carpenters, news reporters; naysayer and deal breakers can take on an assignment in different parts of the world and make their spirit bold. You can get them out of the lion’s den with money, ink, paper and a chartered air plane before the end of December. The writer’s and the cinematography, news presenters, directors, producers, actors and the cameramen have much in common and can explore the universe and find new meaning with different verse. The garbage is sitting on the street side and the flies are gathering around, circulating a deplorable stench throughput the town. It is Wednesday for heaven's sake; the meeting is on so don’t be late. Get your notes together, for the members are already inside, the tiger is sitting at the front you have much in common so give a subtle smile to break the ice, the bear must be feared they will dilute the stench in the open air. There is an awful stench in the air and it is coming from the cesspool.

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