Flying in formation, the Doom Glooms are on patrol. Since they were leathal larvae the Doom Glooms knew they were the divas of doom. As they fly, they sing arias of dirges. Sonotas of the all nothing. They bring clouds to tears.
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
What a wonderful idea, that these diva bring the clouds to tears with their singing!
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