Which Caused Me To Shutter
The rabbits laughed at the chickens when the farmer spoke of coq au vin. The mocked the hens and teased the roosters. The chef came in with his cookbook: and one of the rabbits began reading it. "Ah Hell: this one is about us this was about us!"
The Piece begins as it ends. Coda to Coda
The laugage he thought to employ: found him triffling over
what to do and say.Opinions made him doubtful as he had known to reherst his script.Then successful, where the endeavors of gifted men: those
who's monatary supports found it easier for them to be more successful at all ends of there campaigns. What stresses the poor: are the task givin by there displacement: thus there ways of obtaining lengthens then time in the obligation of there affordments.Thus further explaining one's obligations and the means of what would be needed. from end to end which circumferance centers the need that those who wish to understand might have chore enough to work the debt of there contrast. The contractual obligation. Such jargon may indeed be word enough to make script for others: but in the specifcation of the particulars one might find word enough to be scribes for marrage. The endeavor to consider that the chore of performance might find one lossed unless he or she has comforts in rehersting and the labors of both stresses are considered before the jargon of the work is discussed and each consideration have been sifted through. Insults included: might wewritten and unwritten spoke to inspire a greatness. one must consider his or her own position The great Champion of Ethelrod! Standest The shrill voice of a foreinger to complicate the needs within.
They lacked inspiration from the foriengers who were to introduced. One who lacked the knowledge in the area were he was assigned: had skill's in creation and his insight of creation lead him to work from a different position then most of those who had been trained for the task of his assignment. Cursed he found the words insulting and spoke against what was said. An abstaracted manner as I saw them as some saw them as merely cackling hens in brawl for there rooster.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2023
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