The afternoon after, blood oranges did linger in the humidity which lay solid one metre fifty-five at a comfortable level.
Hours had foregone, an estimate two, three, perhaps four, had bustled into domains that read praise, was it braised to the red cat.
This clatter of words made a snicker in the wake of an pre-afternoon before noon brunch. It's un-word-smithed and style that thwarted most scholars patience did add a zing, tingle and zest to one's custard tarts prior to afternoon tea time. Coolis the fairest in the humidity that stewed.
Caught in the blue, out for berry, bearing the room-to-door as this fur and red eyes staggered towards a sweet bun. Punny would be a punnet of berries in the pruning room. Plum-p as an April Côtés for a coastal ocean-Sea scent in September crisp leaves.
Buses would drive through soft roads lamented in orange, crackling candy, popping and firecracker sent decibels waves in Seasons.
Door-to-room these firecracker fur and eyes praised the safety and comfort of time. Different to the insecurity and danger of lifetime. Such-er surgery mishap in a bottle of luck, what shame is the last drop!
Potion of a portion in the luckiest wishing well, best in regards an sancerre cru with with the praise.
Squares for sides of the table, where upon sat the dish of onedate, fond of these a fondant coated kindness dreamt.
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