You're coming up with 140-character zingers, and the song is still four minutes long ... I realized about a year ago that I couldn't have a complete though anymore. And I was a tweetaholic.

More like twenty – bum-fluffed rather than bearded, but beyond the point at which the mouth seems too big for the head; the nose too small for the face.

The inclusive verge Of golden metal that must round my brow.

More grim were the post hocs of the ancient Aztecs. In their experience rain had followed the season of sacrificial rites, and they believed that ....