Cheaper ferris drew of nightly yards, for pouting gaps in breaching shrouds.
Nick nick nicker nick, nick nick nicker nick, nick nick nick nicker, nick nick ticker tick…
Trounced by a six-legged cat; who buried the gravel in the sand? Never with this, a little with that, a frayed-edged nail, and skin off the back.
Baleens for cheap, who knew the trick; severed in regent claim for nothing we slightly wished. Dry drop of dust in the bottom edge of a pail, a infant moth blown to dust when it fell.
Trick trick fix, tricker six…
Shine after shine, and the slot-mouthed bird trumpets yet.
#DailyCreatedOOM #WrittenOOM 2023/05/18