excerpt 23

The next day the gas came back,
and my cooking preparation commenced.
Gladly, my acquaintance wasn't there this time!
I had a relatively pretty simple straightforward
technique of cooking.

I merely boiled the bones, and sucked
up the core essence. As yet, I did it with
so much enthusiasm, if you saw me eating
it, you would think that I was an infant
lactating on baby formula in the break of day.

Tho' this was the lactation of the famishing
grown ups. Nevertheless, on a bountiful day,
I will stir up in the cooking pot few veggies
creating an favorable cooking amalgamation.
Where bone meet veggie, and together
unitedly vanished in an euphoric sapidity.

For the avid opulent, or highbrow feeders,
it was a bit different when it came to the
devouring technique. Tho' the cooking
techniques didn't change much.

For once, I will refrain from assimilating the
word bone with fossil. On the contrary the
opulent and highbrow feeders purchased
their bones from the grocery store while
still fresh through their oligarchic
connections.

Which many inhabitants including me
lacked. Getting their bones while still
fresh through oligarchical connection
wasn't what really disobliged me.

What discommoded  me was the
fact that their pedagogic education
certificates were constituted in the
same fashions.

Forthwith, Huston, we have a
perturbation within bones and
cranium  perfidious society
formations.

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