I was a moment you lived, now a ghost in your head, Born from a scent or a word someone said. I pull you backward through a door in your mind, Leaving the present and the future behind.

I’m a whisper of scent, Carried on the breeze’s soft touch, Loved, but unseen.

Kids might play on this in a playground Adults might do this to spice up their marriage

A statistical method that assumes that what you thought was going to happen is a good starting point for figuring out what will happen next. First word: start with Hudson, Bengal or Fundy, followed by a way to make more than one of something Second word: start with the most common word in the English language, followed by a conjunction. Finish with the aunt of a girl with a dog who stole shoes from a corpse

You put me on a platter but not to eat, Flip me over and repeat!