I was bored, so I wrote a paragraph to amuse myself. How many people are amused?
I like black panthers run along trees burn down as the wind stops brushing paint against the canvas is tearing and I cannot stop crying is sad panda wants some sleep tonight is not tomorrow however much we want it to be good if you want some cake is delicious, though I have never eaten by a rhino when trying to ride a gazelle runs for it’s life is fragile contents of a cardboard box of tricks seem childish games are played an instrument called a cello strings are broken, and I cannot buy more cheese would be nice, with this tea leave story book opened to page three hundred butterflies float away from the gun, and into her arms are tired from working all day in the life of a fisherman is poor and lonely and on the sea of envy can be consuming dinner from a diner on the corner of a square hole in the round wall of smoke can be harmful toxins are hazardous waste in barrels of steel magnolias is a film is all used up on the roof top, click, click, click the button on the remote to change the channel on You Tube is void of videos are old, DVD’s are new and cool winter air is refreshing bubble gum in my mouth cannot open any wider without ripping a major fart in the middle of class clowns are not as funny as some people stand quietly in a crowd, staring at the night sky is cloudy, but rain has not fallen here for some time is precious, do not waste it.
