Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Apostrophe: Oh, Forsaken Stomach!


“Oh, forsaken stomach! Why do you torture me so? I can barely rouge my cheeks and ready myself for his arrival! What disdain! The grumbling is reaching deafening heights! I’m sorry that I only fed you greens five hours ago! Forgive me! He’s arriving! Goodbye, fair cat, fair house. Off to the restaurant. Please, be still, my love. I will feed you so soon. What’s that? The destination is unknown! Oh, what fate belies me! Please, hold fast dear stomach. I’ll satisfy you as soon as we figure out the dilemma!”

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