We wouldn’t want the waspish wights of wacky worldwide weirdness to wantonly get in the way of our wooly whistfulness by watching it wander willy-nilly into the wastelands of wayward wasted words, would we? And wheresofor as we, the wisened wordsmiths, were wondering if we could withstand the worn-out whoop-de-doo of would-be wicked whelps by writing as many W’s as we could get away with, we wound our way through the weary world of tongue-wagging warriors of technological weakness to work our way to well-being through the sheer willpower of words.
Wilhelmina, the willful wonder wallaby
Thank you BMFA. It was fun!!!
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