An Erratic Escalation of Events
O, that ferocious, fine-flanked fox,Grinned like a green gannet,As astoundingly aroused an aggravated owl, Hissed horribly as a hateful Henry howled in horror,At an angstful arrow addled on an anchor. Ravaged by this red rose of remorse, and filled with fury like an old flanker, Henry's heart hurt horridly with hungry honesty,As the man murderously mangled his manager Ms. Modesty,When the wicked woman whipped his wild wig quite wholesomely. Crying in carnivorous content the conniving canine Cory cruised down the Corner,With the indignant instigator Irving at the wheel,And laughing with luminous laughter at the nearby laggard lagoon-living laddie, they crashed their uncaring car into a cursing cabby. Hooting with haughty happiness at their horrendously horrible turn, The green gannet gleefully geared into great retreat to a galvanized Galveston.