T\'was a merry day; the making of a gorgeous cherished moment in time. savouring each second making it last for a minute. the minutes primely marinated an hours taste-worth. the hour an all day dessert reincarnating the taste buds to their pristine untainted palette. the day an enchanting, serene yet chaotic month long; pampered regal aristocratic week in a godly suite angels catering to the thought before the word blurts out the mouth. the week a month of out of this world festivities of the yester unequivical to the morrow. the month a year of infinate prosperity coupled with a lack of pestilence. t\'was a beautiful day as dark clouds congregated, launched a pre-emptive and nibbled the death out of me.
