five inches overground: day 56

This sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium).

This sentence is made of yak wool.

This sentence glows in the dark.

This sentence was born with a caul.

This sentence once spit in a book reviewer's eye.

This sentence suffered a split infinitive - and survived.

This sentence leaks.

 

Tom Robbins

Done