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By: Not By Iris P. Concepcion but wishes to be By Iris P. Concepcion

Two- in-One Title:

Terrace Extraterrestial Encounters
Fra Iris Lipps
By: Iris P. Concepcion

That is quite a filled-up line with my nickname splashed like cream.

How to best place your body weight when you are in the mood to experience wind at its finest.

This is my trick: I sit back in one of the side walls; put my right leg up and have it dangling in one of its corner pews.

From up here, I see chunky necks attached to heads in other higher terraces, looking at the clouds, munching food like well-fed goats, as if by staring up there, a thunderstorm will pay this blessed planet a visit that could give the ground a li'l heady shake.

But then, a mini twister came instead; whispering sweet lullabyes to the tender ears yearning for affection and you know it is from the little one's tricks, him whose line to the Almighty almost frees the tawdry notes on the side.

And you think of the unread verses by gods and the 80s band Fra Lippo Lippi whose name came from a Dylan Thomas poem. Here: Yolks turn me into a raving brainiac. Taught me to get in other lairs and have them stew in thy confessions. Hahahaha. Ah, plastic cups. I need those for my juices hon. I would hate being on the third slot also. :-)

It is that nasally overpowering band (its vocalist's pipes come not from the mouth; it comes out
through the nose).

My high school classmates worshipped this band then like they would My Melody Stickers.

I hate its vocalist's voice. It is lame, low, spiral, opaque.

On the second thought, I love the voice.

Now, let me take it back. I hate the voice.

Oh, I love the voice, now that I know better.

You flying mongrel! How could you do this to the recording industry? Very good, indeed!

You know the tune "Secrets, my big secrets."

You are truly worth MY worship. Numero Uno rocks.