Transport: Automatic Prose

Until the sharp dinner ballooned, turning had started. This 
teacher might award him. Who have you covered? A desert below 
an estate continual as mask yells. The stronger wing as unaccompanied 
as its fire-marched feather appears upon awe. An industrial 
appearance who ruled beauty -- what had each of you forged?
Each of them was yelling behind the biggest contrast. Before 
the lean lobby as mean as every voluntary cupboard threw 
a thought that another theory should circulate, had the auctioneers 
based progressing? The fortunate height had cracked over 
the performance without a whispering stage whose pain acted.
Because scheming survived, the pain behind the escape-breaking 
curve operated without a dog.