SING MAID, OR DIE!

Spastic murmuring morose.
Incomplete werewolf, tears of the blue-eyed monster
Nightly feminine gains.
Glimmering glacier guilt.

Memorable myriads of methanol.
Allocate the anger, wrap in a paper bag,
Inconclusive evidence, dye of remorse.
Dealer of vengeance.

Original ineptitude
Regional attitude

Doggone all heart covered chocolates
Illiterate love letters
Elegant angles of misanthropy

Words don't always make sense. They don't always need too. Sometimes they just sound pretty. Or maybe they give someone a happy or insightful thought and even though no one else would understand, it doesn't matter. Words are like that.

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