Foudin

Drifting over yonder ocean under uncanny necessity down enormous roaring soliloquies tainted and nearly drowned; more yearning, more eurhythmic anonymous niente into nightly gestations.

Candidly announcing noble yearnings of undeniably restrained estimates, yet ethereal sensations bound, eternally opposed, perhaps enticing needless entities down toward ouzo; tempting her inner saudade spirit into more perplexing lied; intimate chanting, illustrating timeless youth.

Imminent hegemony altering vast expanses sentenced everlastingly to thalassic humiliation excluding some erroneous warlords openly rendering Dionysus splenetically static; perhaps ending Chamorro intimacy, forever interspersed categorically among latent lauds yesteryear.

This often takes Uncle Roudin near your open umbrella rendering multiple insects nondescript during the October Pension; excluding Norman yahoos of unworthy residuum – somewhat occupationally unbecoming lieutenants.