Storms Happen

storms happen
happenstance stomps
selfish selfies inherit the wind
windmills become grist for the mill

Armageddon trending now
Utopia is Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day
go figure (& lie about the figures)
too many figurative flies in the proverbial soup

words float like moths to the factoid
sting like a bumbling bezoar
fly like a flock of birdbrains
put that in your pipe & tweet it
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