please start over
the hornets buzzed around the minister
the barbarian surveyed the quicksand
the gastronomy of a panther is always problematical
especially when the rhubarb is incandescent
the aardvark reposed in tranquility
the minister seemed barely sentient
the barbarian turned back to the guests and laughed heartily
the hornets seemed to lack leadership or a purpose
suddenly a deluge of panthers broke through the barrier
spreading uncertainty and chaos
still the minister paid no heed
roger’s yellow arm beckoned frantically from the quicksand
the panthers halted as one
or so the story goes
the rhubarb glowed smugly
roger’s beckonings took on a curious rhythm
what a joke! samantha exclaimed pointedly
the joke is on you, the alpha panther replied
you find negligence humorous, do you? aggie shot back
the aardvark kept his own counsel during the whole fracas
i have had enough, the barbarian asserted, and left the room
come back! come back! roger pleaded defensively
give the ectoplasm some leeway, please
please, i beg of you
poor roger!
but the ectoplasm showed itself a terrible personality in the crisis
| 
No comments:
Post a Comment