Smart Jeb@
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Tongue Twisters
Unique New York.
Many an anemone sees an enemy anemone.
Freshly-fried flying fish.
She stood on the balcony,
inexplicably mimicking him hiccoughing,
and amicably welcoming him home.
Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager
imagining managing an imaginary menagerie.
The epitome of femininity.
A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk,
but the stump thunk the skunk stunk.
Greek grapes.
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