We’re all pretty much lab rats, really.
Oh, to be experimented upon.
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Where’s my literary device?
Awww, metaphors AGAIN?
Mum’s the word
Come to think of it, I want my mum.
Fits and starts
And more fits.
The notches on your belt
Tighten or loosen as you see fit.
An ounce of prevention
Thank you, friends.
(Un)lucky guess.
Though lucky for you, we think.
All of the things. Or many of them, anyway.
So many things. So very many things.
The pull of the moon
That Old Devil Moon
Keeping it together, albeit with duct tape
Duct tape, is there anything you can’t do?