Ten Words should probably actually involve ten words here, yes?

[kryptonitemonkey]

Feeling alone, his breath wafts lazily across the barren wind.

"Dear sweet monkey," he curses as he spits and dies.

"Shall I compare thee to a winter's day, frigid bitch?"

Ever languidly aloft floats the delighted and joyous dust speck.

"I do believe my hand is missing!" he called suddenly.

When suddenly, a massive tide of fur enveloped the ridge.

"Please sir," she cried, "stay! For I must kill you!"