The rasping resounds outside my window, denying death. On and on it lurches leaving little room for breath, darkening a lively afternoon with its jagged tune. I can’t help but listen, can’t help but wonder: when will the hacking thunder stop? An obscure answer hides amongst medical facts. I shut the blinds and close my ears, but the sound peeks through the cracks.
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Went to the pet shop today to buy a goldfish.The shopkeeper asked me if I wanted an aquarium but I told him I wasn't bothered about its star sign! As you do
Seriously though, have you ever considered joining the Monster Raving Loony Party? Just 'Google' them! They are stark raving mad! Honestly, mad as hatters! Okay,so they're British & bonkers & you can't vote..for them but you've got the name my old mate!
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