This is an intelligent poem: it regularly tops all the exams, and often appears on chat shows with other sonnets and ballads, talking about highly complex subjects that you do not understand.
This is a lively sentence: it ran from St Kilda to the city this morning, and plans on going to the gym this afternoon.
This is a full stop: it doesn't want to go on.
This is gluten, free: it escaped from the gluten prison last night and is hiding out with its other gluten buddies planning another bank heist.
This meal is vegan friendly: it says 'hi' to vegans when they walk by, and gets into chats with them about movies.
This is a full stop: it just wants to end it all.
This is a one-track mind: council plans on putting in the second track next February.
This is an erotic chapter: but maybe it should start by asking you out.
This is a full stop: it ate too much muffin before lunch.
This is a late train: it's late. Almost midnight.
This is an early train: it's late too.
This is conscious chocolate: it is alert and aware of its existence in this world, and is fully cognisant of the fact that you are about to put it in your mouth, thus ending its brief life.
This is a full stop: this is a full stop.
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This is a self-aware sentence.
I am alert but not alarmed.
Now if only I knew what a lert was.
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