Friday Night Lights
Faster than a precipitous squall, ivy spreads and climbs the wall. It's quarried a landlocked structure in Nepal. Through the cracks wails an ominous battlefield call. The preamble of turnacets tied tight by medics to stall as profanities ptyalise saturating gauze deep red with gall. Hanging the jaws in fascinated appall , rubberneckers congest the receiving friends' line snaking down the hall. Perturbation too thick to order from short to tall, the shoulders stacked by chaos wearing a one size fits all shawl. So barbwire a must install to tear then rake camouflaged skin off words that underneath crawl. To limit the insidious minifies the onslaught threatening to befall. Protecting the house sometimes requires merciless law taking only two at high noon to draw.
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