Where You End, I Begin
05 March 2010, 23:02
***A seemingly random short tale, but it’s a piece of
Constrained Writing - the last letter of each word is
the first letter of the next***
Behind dusty yet transparent tumblers sit the elite eggcups, striped downwards so ostentatiously: yellow with highlighting ginger red. Don’t their round, delicious shapes scream, ‘May you ultimately, yes sirree, enjoy yummy yolk!’
Kind devotion; noble existence; excellent times. Such honourable emissaries, sent to oversee each humble egg gathered down near radish halves, salsa, apples; sitting gracious, silent; two of four (remainders, survivors).
Soon now: white exterior reinforced, delicious saffron not too overdone. Eight toasted dippers; soldiers. Surrender readily!
You unscrew Worcestershire; eggcups set, toast toasting. Get tea and drink. Ketchup perhaps? Set table, employ your respectability.
Yeah, how we enjoy your robust taste, egg.
Greed dictates, so overload: dab bread; delicious sliminess.
Slurping grotesquely, you utter rapturous squeals! Such happiness; smug grin.
Napkin needed directly.
Yummy yummy!
Behind dusty yet transparent tumblers sit the elite eggcups, striped downwards so ostentatiously: yellow with highlighting ginger red. Don’t their round, delicious shapes scream, ‘May you ultimately, yes sirree, enjoy yummy yolk!’
Kind devotion; noble existence; excellent times. Such honourable emissaries, sent to oversee each humble egg gathered down near radish halves, salsa, apples; sitting gracious, silent; two of four (remainders, survivors).
Soon now: white exterior reinforced, delicious saffron not too overdone. Eight toasted dippers; soldiers. Surrender readily!
You unscrew Worcestershire; eggcups set, toast toasting. Get tea and drink. Ketchup perhaps? Set table, employ your respectability.
Yeah, how we enjoy your robust taste, egg.
Greed dictates, so overload: dab bread; delicious sliminess.
Slurping grotesquely, you utter rapturous squeals! Such happiness; smug grin.
Napkin needed directly.
Yummy yummy!
