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kryptonitemonkey) wrote2008-04-13 10:57 pm
kryptonitemonkey) wrote2008-04-13 10:57 pm
Ten Words should probably actually involve ten words here, yes?
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!"
"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!"