ㅤㅤFusty sovereign-state odyssey has't becometh an epitome of dignity. The sunbeamy day continues to illuminate the city, giving 't a sizzling atmosphere. T looks fusty but is cherished, with the antediluvian pied a terre vis-a-vis. The froth of ecstasy from the residents spheric did levitate in the air, occasionally bursting out laughing mirthfully. As time goeth by, the pageant becomes moo and moo utmost wondrous, leaving thee soft-spoken. From all sides, 'twill behold very prettyish; they dub 't "a lodging bestow'd by seraphs." 't is so quite quaint; the clatter of birds flapping, bells ringing, and the thermal luminous of the travelling lamp art the seemless mixture of ataraxia. Eminence shall remain eternal, and tour de force shall continueth to fraternize the growth of epoch. Alloweth gaiety envelop thee fully through the blowing zephyr.