And behold the day gig ,metier,forte, racket revivified him optimism
Evening sun was metaphorically tense
Clutters of Irish luck, salmagundi of jackpot, eyesore of bonanza,guise of mere luck, stroke of luck,metagrobolised with mess of blessing
As sunset rolled up him golden fleece with sunrise
O mensne lord o vassal of jackpot as if metonym of methomania to pluck him smash hit effortlessly in dumb plunge
A meritorious melange of apotheosis struck in the hodgepodge of Mexican wave!
Soft to revivify and oft to reinvigorate beyond metalic brown, reddish brown, chestnut,reddish, russet copper colored crimson velvet
Adorned in metempsychosis of metempsychosis
Not the meretricious merry-andrews,bozos,antics,drolls,zanies,wags, harlequins could afford the vertiginous prowls
That they tag as 'nuisance'
Ways of the wits not whines of the wretch
Metermaids and constables of ignominy
Gregarious chants with effortless ease the entresol, balcony , mezzotint,rotogravure and mezzanine of the vulgar birds of passage
A meiosis of modus viviendi spits saliva in whose direction fortune turns
And not to the traduce of the scumbags of the earth
Tis metalliferous earth in your fortune grills stake hilts with smash hit
A word from a nonentity barely moves the cryptic mountain.
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