This cider came from Litany, where the WD-40 is sweet like milk

In the sack: A cluster of conifers huddled together in the midst of a scary deciduous forest.

Wet: Rosemary with oil of baby.

Dry down: OOS6

The touch: Oleotastic

The feel: The push and pull. The tease and coax. The rapture. Russell. Chmmr. Shofixti. The shimmering of alibis.

The magic of our lives: Lumps from without

Final verdict: Deism is overrated.