Ficlets

Where is your avocado gravy? Have you lost a marble mask of garbled troubadours? Oh, the sanctity of oven activity is forever and never a spinning horse. Open your eyelashes and feast blueberries up maidens of dragon heritage with unending malevolence. The love you feel is poetic and simple with bacon. Remember to grease your wheels with turpentine and babies.

Without a clear greenhouse, you can never have a lubricated mastodon. This could lead to dangerous lead poisoning in steamboats without hats. Bananas without ears could leave you breathless if you don’t watch out for a mangy twig! Oh sassafras! What darkness is such comeuppance without clarity and sarsaparilla? Without my umbilical knaves my oranges will not evoke proper freesia. An aphrodisiac of impeccable qualification will no doubt stun any bumblebee in a frog foot rhombus.

A muffin once spied on a Japanese stone with very large feet. Nary a goose to be seen in that acorn. Apricot dancers make wolves swoon.

Oh, I guess it could be an inside joke.