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!