- The roaring engine of
a blood-red lawn mower
cuts the mint green
grass into cheese grater
pieces.
- I dragged my
feet across my
carpet, getting
closer and closer to
my soft freedom.
I leaned forward,
face first into the
refreshing coolness
of the pillow.
- Lights flash
scream and yell
the orange wave roars
in-com-plete!
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