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La_Vie_En_Rose
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I was perusing my lascivious abecedarian (illustrated) and becoming flatulent as an effect. I ascribe to the tenets of Antinomianism and read what I want. However, I do not want to be involved with cartels, although grace covers all my sins.I watched the miniscule figure stagger through the desert on some old western. Did he crave a cold, sweet dessert, I wondered. Higgledy-piggledy stack of oddly shaped rocks of orange,red, and yellow stood topsy-turvy in the distant background as he slowly caromed aimlessly towards oblivion. I savored the almond-flavored sweetness of my blancmange as the old black flickered in my peripheral vision. I flinched as 'Zounds, my gigantic tabby, casually swatted my bare toes with his concertina-like claws. As I scowled menacingly at him, I saw a meteorite flit across the darkening sky outside my glass patio door. A scimitar-wielding fellow exploded over the top of a sand dune on a dromedary, causing me to realize that I wasn't watching a western, but probably something about Egypt, or some other melancholy Middle Eastern country. There was something miraculous shining in the eastern sky.
Abecedarian
Flatulent
Lascivious
Antinomianism
Cartel
I had to look up antinomianism.
Gracious
grapple
granary
grizzled
grubby