Here is my example with WFTD.
But for the election of Scott Brown, conservatives would continue to be entombed in a alough of despair, but now there are green shoots of hope.
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pssst. teacher, I don’t see a pronunciation key and the word isn’t in your example.
Driving through the slough from the weekend snowstorm here in Va Beach and Norfolk is less a test in capability and more a test in patience and focus.
So is it pronounced sloo or sloff?
Ah, the wonders of English pronunciation...
Responsibilities, he tries to slough
But now he’s acting all rough and tough
I will “fight for the people”
(Turn them back in to sheeple)
Hey, Barry, enough is enough
Also means a break in an underwater sand bar at the beach They are the place to surf fish.
yankees awake to sanity
and demonic inanity
lay claim upon their liberty
and slough at last the kennedys
yankees awake to sanity
reject demonic inanity
lay claim again to liberty
and slough at last the kennedys
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!
Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
Tinned minds, tinned breath.
Mess up the mess they call a town-
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half a crown
For twenty years.
And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears:
And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.
But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.
It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead
And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.
In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.
Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.
What about Slough, the moderately unattractive town in Southern England? Only claim to fame that I know of: it was the setting for the UK (original) version of the TV show ‘The Office’.
We are SOOOO looking forward to sloughing off the dirtbags in November..and the even BIGGER one in 2012!
This is scary. Sweden is turning into a slough pile:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2441482/posts