Exercise: A Fragment...

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Original posting: Mon, 30 Jul 2001 20:50:00 -0400

Her underwear was purple, her blouse was sheer ecru
the tattoo on her shoulder was just too faint to view

Go ahead, add a few lines.  Remold them, tell us about this young lady with the dark underwear.  Oh, and who is the observer, noting the prurient points of interest?

Spin us a tale, paint us a poetry, make the words sing, and we'll all listen to the thoughts ringing in the aether...