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Hazily lost in a thickening fog ~
Lackadaisically sprawled, dreaming further,
After a second round
Of cocktails,
More hors d'oeuvres ...
Before she began to wantonly consider
The Perfect Just Dessert.
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After a third round of cocktails,
A charming third array of appealing hors d'oeuvres,
Piggies ~ en ~ Blankie, Beluga caviar,
And oddly curious crudités,
Observed Twittering,
Lackadaisically sprawled, of dinner, further dreaming,
Twittering grew ever ~ more edgy, anxious,
And puckishly annoyed.
Still, as she reclined on her chaise lounge elegantly,
Twittering continued to dream of dinner,
Hazily lost in a thickening fog ~
Lackadaisically sprawled, dreaming further,
Considering the ingredients of The Perfect
Just Dessert, none too soon,
Before too long,
Twittering shortly began to consider,
Wantonly wondering, if you will, dreaming, scheming
Shrewdly cunning,
A very unseemly, for Twittering,
Notion ~
The Perfect
Bloody Murder ..."
~ Theodore Storey,
Quoted message said:From "The Ghastly Barf
& Other Anti ~ Emetic Tales"
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Blog, I'll warrant ye, or dog? Who knows. Pass the grog!
But if ye see me lost pup, please bring that scurvy dog home!
I got Leon a brand-new bone, with a chest full a' booty.
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