Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Thursday, March 5, 2015

3.4

[A brief interlude for a sentence-building exercise of my own design.]

There once was a man. The man lived alone. His house was on the mountain. He owned very little. He owned a chicken. The chicken was his pride and joy. He loved the chicken. The chicken loved him. He would never eat his chicken. The chicken was like his daughter. The chicken sang. It sang every morning. The sun caused it to sing. Its song was beautiful. The song was loud. People could hear it. They could hear it in the valley. They could hear it on the mountain. People heard it in their homes. It woke people up. It was the first thing they heard. They heard it every morning. They liked the song. They thought it was beautiful. It was beautiful. Everyone loved it. The song was popular. People wanted to hear the song.
There was a woman. The woman lived alone. Her house was in the valley. She owned a lot. She was rich. She had gold. She had diamonds. She had a big house. She was mayor. She was mayor of the town. The town was small. She thought it could grow. She thought it could be rich. She thought it could be famous. She wanted to be famous. She had heard the chicken. The chicken was the man’s. She heard its song. The woman thought it was beautiful. She wanted the song. She had money. She walked up. She went to the mountain. She took money. She found the man. He would not sell. He loved his chicken. She was angry. She grabbed the chicken. She ran.

The man cried. The chicken cried. The woman laughed. She sent letters. She invited people. Rich people got her letters. Rich people came. They came to hear the chicken. The morning came. Everyone slept in. No one heard it. The chicken was silent. She ran to it. It was crying. It would not sing. She yelled. She screamed. She kicked. She wailed. The chicken would not sing. She ran. Up she went. She went to the man. She took the chicken. The chicken saw the man. The man saw the chicken. The woman let go. The chicken sang. People heard. They were rich. They thought it was beautiful. They built homes. They moved in. They listened to the chicken. The town became famous. The town became rich. The man owned very little. He owned a chicken.

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