Alliteration

“All aboard the train” Atlas announced. “Ailment-free and able-bodies preferred. All with arm’s like anchors and advantageous assets, come along.”

Armies of athletic and active animals stood at attention.

Aching with envy, the aged Abraham stared in awe.

“Well, aren’t you the archetype for an Ass?”

Atlas, with anger and annoyance, answered loudly,

“Abe – are not you the ant in the Earth, anxiously adding his filth to the already abundant soil?”

“Abe – are you not the audible annoyance in the already abounding atmosphere?

“Abe – are you not the ample oxidation, rusting the automobile’s aged axel, aiming to add to it’s ruin?”

“Abe – are you not the abounding crud, adept at attaching to the apparatus or agent we aim to accomplish?!”

An annihilated Abe accepted his defeat.

“How artful you are, Atlas, so supreme with authority and acclaim. Your angst and all-powerful attitude have assisted in my embarrassment.”

Atlas paused and acknowledged his abuse.

“Let me abolish my outburst. This train arrives in Athens with Abraham. Accept my apology and I shall always articulate with honor.”

Abraham agreed and ascended the steps with a new appreciation for Atlas.

Amen.

- Brett Randell 5/9/11

(Alliteration for the letter “A”)