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Party Sounds Like


“Hgwhchyhcyhka” he coughed, from too many cigarettes.

“Hblagh!” she hurled, from an unnecessary grav.

“Wooohoooooo!” I screamed, dropping into a split.

 

“ssssseeeewwwww.” whispered the blow torch, softly.

“Guys!” squinted Dave, before falling with a

“fwobum.”

Ooolupluplup as they inhaled, making the bubbles go.

CRASHKACRASH the glass broke.

“Oh shit, sorry Max.”

 

“Meow!” said Athena. Max says her name is Squeak,

But I call her Athena, for she too has the bright eyes of the

Bright-eyed goddess.

 

[Insert kissing noises] “They’re gonna leave the room,

Right?”

fwup I turn the page, everyone is sleeping.

“Hughnk.” That was a snore.

 

“Sweesooo-sweesooswesooswesoo.” The sun is rising with the birds.

My dear friend and I go watch the sun as it rises

And hear the “OCHAWAKA!” of a turkey from afar.

(He does it much better.)


“Mmmmm…” with a smile. The sun is getting warmer.

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