Alliteration allows annunciation of agreeable articles. Always an amazing activity.

But before I begin blathering…

Perhaps people prefer proper passages.

Maybe my mind must moderate its motivations. Hmmmmmmm.

I clearly can’t cooperate.

Damn! Desire demands dastardly deeds! I dare not deny desire’s demands …

A tortured tongue tries to tell tall tales!

When will the willing waste of words weaken its withering war? Well … we wonder …

The gathering glares of my great guests give me guilt.

“Seriously. Stop!” say some, seeming sincere.

Hating to hurt, I hastily halt.

Feel free to forgive. I’m finally finished!