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An aged ace acquired an agate.
Shrek's shriek shook a sheriff.
A crow creaked in a creek.
Hoydens hoist a hail of hogwash.
Yiddish yew yearned yarn.
Juggernauts juxtapose a jail to a gaol.
Bill Masen, bandages over his wounded eyes, misses the most spectacular meteorite shower England has ever seen. Removing his bandages the next morning, he finds masses of sightless people wandering the city. He soon meets Josella, another lucky person who has retained her sight, and together they leave the city, aware that the safe, familiar world they knew a mere twenty-four hours before is gone forever.
But to survive in this post-apocalyptic world, one must survive the Triffids, strange plants that years before began appearing all over the world. The Triffids can grow to over seven feet tall, pull their roots from the ground to walk, and kill a man with one quick lash of their poisonous stingers. With society in shambles, they are now poised to prey on humankind. Wyndham chillingly anticipates bio-warfare and mass destruction, fifty years before their realization, in this prescient account of Cold War paranoia.
Bosomless bevies bake beefy beef.
Resting round the rear, Robert's ringer rang.
Sluggish slugs slay slimy slugs with saffron slugs.
Putrid pugilists play playfully.
Parsimonious parables portray pulchritudinous pussies.
Draymen deliver donkeys to dreys.
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Mournful mothers meet malfunctioning male masseuses' mollies.
Brazen blokes bewilder beautiful belles.
Eerie ents entangle enchanted esquires.
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