What if when they and we entitled the endless few-too-many much-more-than-ever-before people into line it all came – ceaselessly and chaotically At will. She’s trying to Rhyme with the rhythm inside of her mind. Trying for a whole other endnote actually.
She’s infatuated with the state of improper people and their instantaneous inability to tell all of their telltale, ahem, tales. It’s a knees-up dEbAcLe, actually, and she’s just about to enter into YET another ring again as these distantly defused people paraphrase Their Strength of
Utter ignorance. Super-positive people, indeed, with their outstanding wits willing themselves IN. “We’ve been taking aforesaid
Approach to anythingELSE and dominating the way we —- align the tone-of-time like it IS the most unIMPORTANT thing in the whole wildly whimsicAl world.” When there’s a word for that thing…
And it makes her chosen heartstrings simmer to sing
