One hen...
Two ducks...
Three squawking geese...
Four limerick oysters...
Five corpulent porpoises...
Six pairs of Don Alverzo's tweezers...
Seven thousand Macedonians in full battle array...
Eight brass monkeys from the ancient sacred crypts of Egypt...
Nine apathetic, sympathetic, diabetic, old men on roller skates with a marked propensity towards procrastination and sloth...
Ten lyrical, spherical, diabolical denizens of the deep who hall stall around the corner of the quo of the quay of the quivery, all at the same time.
:P
"I get so distracted by some people's reactions that I don't see my own faults for what they are. At times it's so self destructive, with no intent or motive, but behind this emotion, there lies a sensible heart..."
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