A LOVER'S BURDEN.PART 10a

How come thou o parsimonious paranoiac not parched hors de combat beyond this hoo-has of hotpotato,a parallax snaps of parenthetic paralytics mowed with deciduous parkland of hullabalooed parabola,knowest not the rot pandered in this hothoused trade of siphoned charity?What a perimeter of paradoxes where peddlers and pedastal,flock to circumence and curry pelts at its baazar".Pellmell pelted."O,this barter....,....."blushing!" Yea,elsewhere why wouldnt a twain blush and impuisant?"her derisive eyes lent him aghast and elope bade in a huff.And rose impetuously to bid kismet compliment.Neither opulent nor misery,none either they dislike.A lover's burden not innured to inveigh and invoke perfidious irradiation hung in inverse proportion with the perfidious soul,that smote he by she the hooter with sloth of perfidy commensurate nothing more than the forest of perfidy,swept the twains'sloth into the farthest sea .