Aardvarks' abacuses abate academia accordingly as Beavers breech bridges built by Cats claws cleverly constructing, Dogs deeply dig ditches downward Eels electrify electrons, elevating engineered entrapments Fish flatulate food foully Gazelles glide gracefully Hawks hedonistically hold holidays Ibexes idealistically indulge inexpensive infidelities Jackanapes jam jazz, jealous Jehovahs judge Kangaroos' karma kills kindergartens Labradors lament lost love Macaws mainly manipulate manure Nags napalm nasty necrophiles Ocelots often open operas Panthers persistently piss Quails quantify quarrels queerly Rats relegate responsibilities Salmon seldom sing songs Tadpoles tastelessly tell tempting testaments Unicorns unknowingly, unwittingly upbeat urgent urinal usage Venison vent verbal volcanic volleys Wallabies want wellingtons with wings X-Dodos. x-tinct. Yaks yell yesterday's Yiddish yoo-hoos Zebras zip zodiac zones. Hollywood Romantiks I long to be loved, just like in the movies. It's all so easy for the love-struck stars They met They didn't get along then slowly... they fell in love It's so easy for them, they just fall in love easy as pie They say, " It's not fair, It's so easy for them. Why doesn't it happen to me ?" It doesn't happen to me either! Life is not a fairy tale. And yet love will happen. Of that I'm sure. Are we there yet ? Here we go... on a fantastic journey of self discovery. He told me: " Just grab a pen and write whatever you feel. Let it flow. It's best when you don't premeditate your writing." I should: edit my writing, not my ideas ! I should: take my own advice. But, I think, that's easier said than done. Don't I always try to think of what I'm going to say next, before I commit it to paper ? But then I think, " What is good writing anyway ? How will I know when I'm there ?" "Are we there yet ?" It didn't really happen You went down the street just an ordinary day you saw a young girl innocent and sweet talking to her dad about everyday stuff their freezer needed defrosting happens everyday did you really tell her or did you just dream it how to make a little... tiny... flame thrower ??? of course you didn't !!! you're not that stupid, and even if you did you weren't serious. she'd know that. you'd never even tried to make one yourself but you'd heard it somewhere... that you can make one from an aerosol can and a flame and she could even reach that freezer if she just stands on a chair *** try telling her parents try telling her you weren't serious you didn't even know if it would work try living with the memory of that scared little face all covered with bandages never the same again ***