i like verbs - alligators in waiting
besiege
squelch
lumber
gape
eviscerate
snatch
ambush
they trickle off the tongue like a red carpet, flirting with disaster at every turn.
they roll in the hay with the wallflower nouns, sexy gerund boyfriends.
they linger past the punctuation roadblocks, in participle paradise.
they mangle the most respectable subjects with infinitive flair.
pry
weep
surrender
until the cows come home.
by jaki
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