Lexigrams of the Moment

The pest creates the ploy, plots the short story, set the battle scene, set the tone.

HE CONTROLS THE STORY SO OTHERS SEE THE PRETENSE, THE PHONEY.

The style: cool, then hot.

Be the sore loser, then be the better person.

Be the person to better the other. Be the best.

On the set, he can open, enter, then close the closet on the poser type.

The plotter can test anyone, esp. the sort on thrones - the ‘best.’

HE CAN PESTER THE POSER, HE CAN REPRESENT THE BEST POSER.

PRONE TO BE SLY, COY - TO PRY, TO CON OTHERS, TO TEST OTHERS.

HE POSE AS THE POSER, THEN TEST TO SEE THE PRETENSE, THE STORY.

HE SEE THE PRETENSE, HE TEST THE PRETENSE, THE STORY.

ONCE HE SEE THE PETTY, HE TRY TO STOP THE PHONEY ONES - TO STOP THE PRETTY STORY.

HERE! SEE!

THE BROTHER TO OTHERS NOT REST.

THE BROTHER HOPES TO OPEN THE CLOSET, LET OTHERS SEE THE PRETENSE.

HE BOLTS ONTO THE SET TO SHOOT THE SCENE, TO SETTLE THE SCORE.

HE PRESENT THE POO, THE POTTY ON THE THRONE - NOT SO PRETTY.

NO ONE ELSE STEP ON THE ROOTS, TRY TO STOP THE B.S. - ONLY THE BEST PEST.

GET REAL??

I am so far from real it isn’t safe for most to get near me.

I AM STRANGE!

Listen to me!

Life is a great gift …

I grant gifts to fans as I entertain on stage.

I am a great talent.

I imagine.

I sing.

I am a singing star on stage.

I manage a team of stage managers.

To remain a great star, to remain FIRST, I gotta let go.

I am free of fears, I am not little girl.

I got a lot of TALENTS.

I IMAGINE, I MANAGE, I SING, I ENTERTAIN.

If I fail, see me in anger, in a rage.

I am a foremost, greatest singer on stage.

To entertain, I seem strange.

At times, I wing it.

As I am getting fatter, I groan.

It’s a real feat to fit fat feet into stiff forms.

I got a nose ring, so?

If a man in fangs strangle me on stage, it’s not real - it’s just as I imagine it.

Got it?

I’m as real as most; I fart too.

Posted at the request of Josh from Indiana, USA.

Can a cute, talented (a little) girl go to a court trial and end in a guillotine?

Non? Oui?

A lurid tale …

A TITLED runner dies as Claudine gets and loads a Lugar gun, and gets a runner in gut at a lodge in Colorad[o].

Claudine got a court trial, got to dating a court aide, cleaned a gaol cell a little, and got out.

I argue in court - I cannot direct a gun at a talented, titled runner! I adore a runner!

A runner and I argued! I agree!

I cannot do it! No! No!

Lordie!

O God!

Congratulate a dull girl!

At a court trial, a cold dull girl got to go out.

Claudine got a little guilt.

Claudine go out alone, dine alone, do a drug alone.

A long line glare at a cold druggie.

A real grind - no end.

GUILT, GUILT, GUILT.

DANGER! ALERT!

I urge all to regard a cute gentle girl in anger and on a drug - a total retard - a danger to all in an area near.

Don’t neglect to tell all near Claudine to GET OUT!! RUN!!

A cute NEGLIGENT GIRL GOT A LUGAR GUN OR A DAGGER.

A girl, a dinner, a gun, ROULETTE, a golden runner die.

A girl grilled at a court trial, cried!

Count on a girl IN GREAT CLOUT - a great credit - TO COLLUDE TO GET OUT.

Great clout, an aid.

A tired girl attend a court trial.

Tell one near Claudine: ‘Run to get out! A girl in anger got a gun! RUN! No one can tell a cute, decent girl could dare to load a gun and target a great runner!’

ON GUARD!

A gentle girl got a good lung, a great leg, and a Lugar gun.

DON’T LET A GIRL ON DRUG AND IN ANGER OUT ALONE.

DURING A COURT TRIAL CLAUDINE CRIED AND CRIED, IN DENIAL.

Claudine cleaned a cell - NOT LONG, not long enough!!

All regard Claudine a gentle girl! All adore, dote on Claudine, a dear one!!

Claudine - Our little golden nugget ingot!!

NOT.

No candor.

Claudine not good. Claudine got on a drug and Claudine got a gun and load it.

Ugh!

Claudine - an engorged C#^%.

REGRET, REGRET, REGRET.

RUE, RUE, RUE.

No one nudge a girl to tell all.

All regard Claudine a darling little dearie. CLAUDINE - EERIE!

No one at all regard Claudine a DANGER.

All are LURED INTO AN ACT, A ROLE.

UNREAL, UNTRUE.

An ac[c]ident? NO.

All continue to TAUNT CLAUDINE.

CLAUDINE RUN REGRET AND GUILT GAUNTLET UNDER UNENDING GLARE.

ALL GO: ‘ATTENTION - CLAUDINE NOT IN A CELL LONG ENOUGH!!’

URGENT: DON’T LET A GIRL GET OUT!

Langour, linger, long, dire regret.

Claudine - not a great actor, not good in a role on reel, not a great talent.

And, Claudine - not good.

A girl in glee, a girl glad to COLLUDE TO GET OUT, ON A DEAL.

CLAUDINE COLLUDE, LAUNDER - A COURT AIDE AID CLAUDINE, AND LATER DATE CLAUDINE.

GRANT a girl under court rule, an out.

CLAUDINE LAUD A LOUD ORDER IN COURT - GO!

GET OUT !!

I GOT TO LAUNDER A DELICATE NEGLIGE AT NINE!

I GOT TO  EAT ORGANIC COURGETTE AND TUNA AT TEN!

LANGOUR, LOITER, LOUNGE, LINGER, LONG TO RE-DO …?

TIRED - A RIDE ON A LONG GUILT TRAIN?

NO!

I DON’T CARE!!

I GOT GALL - A LOT!

A DONE DEAL: I AGREED IN COURT TO NOT TELL ONE DETAIL ON A LURID TALE UNTIL I DIE.

Send, lend.

Render glee.

Engender reels.

Legend.

Gels.

Edge.

Seer.

Sneer - greed.

Needs?

GREEN.

A fantastic tale, a fine fable.

A street cretin talent is able - earns an eternal star as a real class act.

Fans are eternal as a star’s talent, craft is rare.

Frank is first, best at a craft.

Frank’s beat sense is rare.

Albeit, Frank is a wanker - a bit.

Frank’s sin, stain is - Frank can’t resist a fair face, nice tits, ass.

Frank sees a fair face as a fast snack.

At least a freak is frank in talks.

Frank’s face is basic.

Frank can be dark, scary.

Frank can sneak like a snake, be a rank caliber brat.

Frank acts as if a fart can’t stink!

Frank steals fair faces, not care, not blink, not fret.

Stars fear Frank, Frank fears a rat’s nest.

Frank fears far battles.

Blasts scare Frank.

As it is, Frank’s life is like a fantastic fable.

Take a street brat, test a talent, let a star rise, earn/bank fat salaries, attain eternal fans.

In a fine life, a talent basks in ease.

FACTS.

All luck? NO!

AN ADORABLE STAR AND A NATURAL TALENT, A BORN ACTOR.

A CALL-BACK.

CAST A STAR ON REEL.

Cobalt blue and scarlet red.

SEE CONTRAST???

A role can suck, but a talented actor, a star on reels can bend, create roles to needs.

ALL NATURAL.

See a back-to-nature star and a callous on a butt.

Take care also, as an actor’s talons are out.

A brat can cut and scar; a doll can be tender and cure.

Run a Bunsen burner or launder a blouse.

Attend to a dear one or be cold and not care at all.

An actor can bust a butt to do stunts, be a pal and banter, knead bread, be at a desk, scour a tub, take a bullet (a blank), and clean a snot nose.

Cute. A clean neck, neat ears, and a natural bust earns an actor dollars - tons.

Sandra can be rude, sullen, sad, under clouds, and blue.

ALERT.

An acute attack on set. Take care.

Track a nut.

Set broken bones.

A burn, arson on a set.

Stand and run.

See a dark lot, a broken lock, a car stolen, a scared Sandra.

Don’t be alone at all.

A SECRET.

SEE ABUSE.

Stuck as a bore, a bland, dull one doesn’t let Sandra out to do as Sandra needs.

A real set-back. See a dear one as bastard.

Sandra does a lot, but a bastard doesn’t let Sandra do as Sandra needs - NOT AT ALL!

A bastard calls Sandra a real c*&%.

Sandra doesn’t talk to a loser.

Sandra can trade.

Lacks a cradle - not care.

A bold one learns, dares, leads, rules.

Sure and true.

TRUST SANDRA TO NOT SUBORN.

Count on a star to use soul, to be best at an actor’s art.

Secure a star at a rate - dollars and dollars and dollars.

Truckloads - so Sandra LENDS, SENDS, DONATES A LOTTA DOLLARS to lost souls.

Read cues, see clues.

As a bastard rants, so Sandra can stab or use bullets on a dear one and end - a rat’s nest.

Take care, Sandra. Don’t be alone and don’t trust a bastard.

In a panic? Manic? A gimp? Ailing, ill? In an aching, gnawing pain? Limping? Living in a wall, wailing? Craving a living?

Willing?

AVAIL, CALL Dr. Phil - A MAN CAN, A MAN WILLING.

I AM A LIVING PILL - I CAN CALM ALL, I WILL CALM ALL.

AVAIL A PIP MAKING A LIVING - MAKING A KILLING - CALMING ALL.

Air a call-girl all, pimp a call girl.

I grip, clamp a pan, a pail, a can, a whip.

RAW WAR!

I, a grim prim prig can map a living, plan a living.

A vain VIP lip pig chimp, I claim I am hip!

All hail Dr. Phil, a champ.

In a pinch, a calming man can grip an ill, a chip - map a living plan.

Craving a pill???

All crap.

Camping, a picnic, air, rain, drawing, grain - all can calm!

Trace, credit, merit a crime to Dominic, an idiot, an editor actor.

React to a crime.

A manic man can ordain, order, dominate one timid.

A man can act timid, act tame, act nice.

A man into erotica.

CODE RED.

An art, a con - candor.

IRONIC.

A rant, a random action, can end in morte.

Cater to Dominic or end in mad, manic reaction.

Don’t mention to Dominic, ‘NO!’

Remain - mean Dominic; remain in tear, end in crania care or die.

Contain, remand a married man, a man intimate and into erotica, a man trained to dominate.

WEIRD! NUTS!

I been inside, wired. Just bidin’ …

A true wired nerd reside inside.

We see dew, buds burst in sun.

A tender bird in new nest.

Teen runt stud stir us, stun us.

Best weirdest teen in news.

True.

Teens run in, see wired insider.

Din.

Wise teen. Sneer.

See Justin, insert bribe, send bribes.

Tired nerd rents beds, wets beds.

Wins best in West.

Teen is busted, turned in, sued - teen’s beer, weed use.

Denies it.

It bites.

SNIDE. RUDE.

Teen is sued - juries sit, stew.

Teen needs re-wire.

Ride in, stride in.

Stern teen in snit. Terse.

I desire, need new writer.

Dies, ends, rites, bier / buried - USER.

Sin is - ruse.

Dubs?

Rub?

Buried in DEBTS.

EERIEST NEW TEEN.

I use weed, beer, brew, bribes.

I wine, dine in Best Western.

In winter, I need sun, burn in sun.

In news, best teen.

I bend news.

A ruse.

I wed teen bride.

Rue new briber, sue new briber.

Rinse dust, disturb, see rust.

DOOM - a man, an ilk: a normal man in mind.

Porn! Porn! Porn!

AN ALARM IS MUDDY as a dinky man looks plain and sound normal.

SPOIL A MAN.

SLAP A PUNK.

A kind man is also moody and in many a mask.

A damn sad man pray on many, many dark days.

A sad man ask: Am I a monk? NO! I am no monk! I am a MAN!

I am a normal man!

I am spun around and around in USA as, is said, I ruin a poor lady.

USA summon Roman, as Roman is amoral.

My aim? Skin, lips of silk … So?

In USA, jurors may say I am a risk.

I plan - skip jail in USA.

As I slip around and skip jail in USA, so? I am a man!

USA ruins a random, normal man! NO!

Malady, malady, malady.

Pain, pain, pain.

Rumor, rumor, rumor.

I remain in jail as I am a risk?! NO!

In Roman’s mind, a man is a man, is a man.

A sad, dour man soap up mold, pour musk on a sour aroma as a mask.

A sad, dour man also dons a mask - as a normal man.

Roman is in jails as many say - any moron on a poor lady is OUR risk.

On a Monday in January, a jury say Roman pay on an old, immoral sin.