Rib it with your sharp stick. Break one or two; use your vicious tongue. Leap to the apropos conclusion; lily little sketchpad covered in red pen. Herein lies pond scum: primordial insect soup. Pick a eukaryote pair, combine, scratch the margins. Cousin frogs and salamanders are not deep enough for your throaty mourning croupe. Litmus bases test your acid to burn each word with glum. Publications which you scoured are bound to speak to souls.