18 AugWatching Betty Ford …

Watching Betty Ford from the crystalline cilium. A light wind commenced past, like a deer breaking wind. With lightning strokes, the god shot foreward;radiantly, immediately Piercing sounds, wails, crys, “Shut Up you profane god!” Among the heathen, Pluto brings flabbergasted sacrifice. Waves roll past the grave of the unknown TV repairman, the body lays Zeus trembled, his Muhammed shook, Listless never, helpless never, but most certainly fancying Zeus gave his all, but lost bitter sweet to time.

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