I dropped sweet and sour pork on a plastic cloth; sizzle and burn.
I gave them to tailor and he got as fat as a Peking Duck.
I spilled bubbly champagne on brogue shoes; wet and shine.
I gave them to a shoemaker and he got as drunk as a sailor.
I let slip the dogs of war onto thespian chickens; blood and giblets.
I gave them to a taxidermist and he got as preachy as a poet.
Poetry Pantry #412
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