Peteroo's Blog

Sextet of geese were supposed to be laying ‘a’s, but due to caducity, they have been, like Guillemin, of solitude and prays.

Some have swam off on pilgrimages parallel to those ab urbe condita known—whilst others have juxtaposed themselves with lambent reflections shown.

Ugly ducks gaggle, giggle, and goggle whether green, serene, or obscene. Many honks boggle and many honks preen. ; )

Shore’s glocalization was sure to implement adequate leg room for its traveller-visitor.

Seatery salvaged from a domicile of both pest and plumbism has, now, been baptised by both bay and boy.

Whilst his relinquished crew carouse down streets, introvert, instead, instills self with imprimatur to exchanges tidings with sea’s cape’s air. ; )

Harlequin soles have printed enough pattern variety to merit forensive skills in order to determine how ecesis happened in an environment where polyglot players persistently pressure with pointed prose. ; )

Snap photos that will, down the road, elicit the most vivid memories.

Pinch even those not adorned in green—for participation is ineluctable.

Hold the cockagrice together with bamboo skewers and ties.

Touch their hearts with hope via sincerest facundity. ; )

Minacious friend smiles

Because egg hunts are the best

Part of Eastering.

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Sea mate came back as

A paschal resurrection

Set to find emo.