Thursday, November 25, 2010

Rain falling on metal rooftops

It was a damp and stormy night. Dank. Danke. Dansk.

A cold front met a warm front in the high and low pressure swirls spreading spindles of spinsters' bundles of spun steel wool.

A paralyzed cricket pulled itself across the Berber carpet in the barber shop quartet practice chamber.

Silver maple leaves left impressions on the cracked concrete floor.

Incantations illuminated LED wintry light sets strung highly.

Hot apple crumb pie, coconut cake and chocolate cherry dessert sugar-coated conversations set to PS3 and Longhorn/Aggie classics.

Ninth grade academy, Hilton Head escapes and John Battle primary school year set theory compete with claustrophobic six-inch cave height exploration for exciting achievements.

Chorus: Medical terminology is determined to slip in a dead language combination or two.

Limits limit only when limitations beat imitations for meditation and Haitian medical station sensations.

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