Not for the finicky or fainthearted

Life could be likened to a cow. It always seems greener on the udder side with an endless stream of bull to contend with.

My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the finicky or fainthearted. I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible. With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.

Author's Note

The most insidious prison is one in which the inmates think they are free.

Reviews

[Hayley]

Wow, what alliteration! It was a little hard to understand, but reading over it again and again, I am really admiring the meaning and how you pieced all these words together!

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alliteration celebration...

[Vaidehi]

Whoa.I didn't understand most of it. :)

[C. Harter Amos]

F-ing good free form. Fabulous string of "F"s. Flying off - Mimi.