A BESPOKE DOUBTING THOMAS AT RIVER ABESI.PART 6

mutant by sentinel with sealegs caroled by triumphant hills.Quite a quirky umbrage to behold!Piscatory merchants trapped with the seine with which they riparians.Aluplutans self assertive,self absorbed and self assured when sunset fell rose the sunrise with sedition and the seapirates and the fifth columnists drowned in the net.Thraldom fled.In the flickering reel,klieglight fell they bickered with Scylla and Charybdis,played the seesawed.He was shuddered and the seance vamoosed eternity into imponderable space.As if scotchscape,the sellotaped tongue fell off,awoke and stood up trembling,pulsing and pulsate,to heave the hypnotic sign of the phantasmagoriac hangovers.In the tranced friction,a wraithful cadence was with sforzando played shellshocked and his tongue slipped.'A sightseer!A bespoke doubting thomas no more.O thraldom fell o thraldom fled.Eureka!`With bombarded vertigo,he reminisced the silhouette,the eponymous snapshot and silical texture of the tranced catapult.The pointblank statuesque cadence