Guaranteed Given the choice Shopping lane Highway lane I'll choose the wrong one When I move over That one will stop The other we I'll go So now I stay put And be the lane
J.J. leaned over "Bonds just bind you to sorrow." Then drained his Guinness
Up before sunrise Much to complete before I Slip into darkness
Tinnitus kicks in Then the hum turns into words A cosmic message Bicameral mind chatter Or psychotic word jumble
Our knowledge of space is pure speculation. On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn. Best burger for light years. Their motto is: To Serve Man
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Our knowledge of space is pure speculation. On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn. Best burger for light years. Ingredients unknown But their motto is: To Serve Man
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See Two words Came to mind On line three The one I chose Was the wrong one
Our knowledge of space is pure speculation. On the fringe stands The Eavesdrop Inn. Best burger for light years. Ingredients unknown But their motto is: To Serve Man
Susan and Sally went to the seashore to a very popular seafood restaurant. Being fully paid up members in the ladies who lunch bunch of society, they settled in with cocktails for a nice long one.
Susan’s gaze locked with the stranger’s across the crowded restaurant, and she was suddenly overwhelmed by a powerful emotion. She did not know why the vision of this well appointed flâneur had stirred such deep body quivers and quakes within her. She felt a very strong compunction to go down to the beach and sell seashells at highly inflated prices to fulfill this strangers deepest need.
She had hoped he had designs on her. But truly, he only cared for himself. No more long lingering lunches for her. She was now a slave to the growing seashell economic bubble.
More shells. More better, was the watchword of the era. Even her one time friend Sally could not save her from herself or her shellfish desires.
Imagine my surprise when what I thought would be a thoroughly excellent Wordle start word, “quafe” was not acceptable to the Wordle divinties. So I did a query and lo and behold it was not an acceptable English spelling. Apparently it is spelled “quaff”. An unquestionably awful starter word. Quite the quagmire I muttered to myself. So off I went on my daily quixotic quiz quest, with a quotient of quality alliteration and quanting ways. Most of which resulted in quenching my thirst for word quaking in a most satisfying way. (See solution below) Minor spoiler alert: Not a single Q was used in the solving of this quintessentially quirky quiz.
A Scroll Threw Life 