Junior Hadron Collider

Junior Hadron Collider

Got cozened. Prompt plight
crowd. Finder turtle setting. I
assert enjoyment ever permitted. 
Bedroom lake waist-high. Water 
temperature 40 degrees Fahrenheit.
Use my hands as a bucket. Shampoo
specter ripe abode. Spot and I both
want / need overhaul. Spike orb 
migraine, uninhabited stomach, 
red, pricking peepers. Enough, 
I’ll stop. A comprehensive affliction 
list don’t stimulate. 

Snow ready, attired layers, I bail.
Scarf hugging feels teddy bear. 
My breath a thought bubble. Early
winter. Do your best. Errands quest 
congregate satiety. First a perfect
temperature hot Americano, to go.
Dip sidedoor. See blue road salt.
Splendid sign. Traverse graffiti 
alley slow regardless. Petite while
later I’m grocery shopping. Sips 
are finished. My targets are Nuclear
spicy dinner, gummy candy dessert. 

My cart swerves reminder blizzard 
driving shock. I’m glad I walked. 
Must concentrate. Repel distractions. 
Delightful scavenger hunt results. 
Haul brown paper bag. I nabbed 
my three pleasurable consumables. 
Classic Haribo Goldbears. Flame 
ghost pepper roasted garlic hot 
sauce. Plant-based buffalo wings.
Home baby bites bountiful scorch,
teeming sweet. Winter woofs. Bark 
land obscured. I win this round.

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