One of the City’s cultural critics said, “Too often do we allow spatial limitations to diminish our expectations of beauty.” (Having said that he went on to add), “In fact, the woman truly dedicated to her allure and good looks would insist on three breasts.”
A severe drought of terror
can bore the crops to ruin.
Metaphors that must be explained
are directed to the wrong audience;
Metaphors that do not HAVE to be explained
have no audience.
Everyone’s playing a “waiting game,”
and the interesting thing is that everybody wins!
(Time is a wimp of an opponent.)
Those who can see through metaphors
have three breasts.