Bantam

Madam Anna, as a gal's gal can call a mall a ballpark, drama a mantra, and Santa a phantasm. Ann Rags backs banal art, can crash a fast car, smacks chaps and grabs cash. Ann: a raw charlatan that charts chart-bands and plans tart plans. Ann darts fast gab at sharp lads and gals and adds harsh sarcasm. Ann's back can Atlas garb as rag-tag as a Sandman's shark and scabbard scars, a rampart crack-jack war-man and clansman's tartan, and a braggart farmhand's alfalfa bags and sacks. Madam Anna can't stand barf-bag scrap-rags as back's straps. Madam Anna's bath-mats, cravats, shawls, bras, pants, spats and flat black slacks wash at class act lava mats.

Madam Anna has Hallmark cards, Martha's arts and crafts, and grabs crap at K-Mart and Wal-Mart. A mama that has a papa's bravada can scam at canasta far past a man's standards. Madam Anna can watch Casablanca, fawn and bawl. Madam Anna has a padparadschah charm that a man can jack and hawk at a bazaar and pawn at a crack-bank (pawn-mart). Madam Anna can't stand crawdads and has prawns and lasagna.

Stark, Ann Rags has a brass tax that all Adams stand back and gasp at. Ann Rags had a daft spat, crab attacks, and can't stand Alaskan crabs and tartar. Ann has salad and ranch. Ann Rags has a Dad. Sam calls Dad: "War"�, Sam's damn-all-man stanza, "All arms and abs shall mash and smash Allah's man and gals. Thwart a Raj and a Taj Mahal!  Grab all lands afar, Madagascar, Ashkhabad and Kandahar  Hard-pack all Arab wharfs and land. Brawn, tanks, and Sam's flag, catch-as-catch-can." Dad can't call Ann back at all. Nam flashback? Kafka's gnat, Samsa, appals. Bastard Samsa lacks a Dad's stamp and hands. Dad's angst cracks Sam's back.

Ann has hands that can craft camshafts and cars that jam tarmac and asphalt paths. LA rats and asps gag and snarl. A Hazmat man has a Black Flag can that’s half-gas and part pharmacal Satan. Ann grabs a can and thwarts all rascals. Ann can catcall at a catwalk "spa"�(a  swank and fragrant tramp camp).

Falstaff and Hank grab a tall draft and chat as chaps and gals all plan calls and scams. A harp twangs a sharp ballad, a rasta-jam that apt at a standard hash-plant gala, a bash at a casbah.

Madam Anna asks a man that stands at hand: "Can a thrash-band that jams Satan-slam jams cram a caravan van and land at a Valhalla hall as jam a jar jams?" Man scans, stands and warns Madam Anna: "A grand-bandstand band can grab cash as a war-hawk wars, A jazz-band scams ganja and schnapps, and blasts ass-farts at Dads, all blatant scat. A Rap-star gangsta acts all gang-land, and packs gats and straps and smacks a trash-rat scamp's ass. Add mad grab-sack and that's a rap. All hard bands and acts act wack. Call a Bard." "Alas," gasps Madam Anna, "Plans sans carnal strands? Call a Bard!" And Madam Anna's past tact was back. 

A glam ska band jams at Panama Jack's. Zag wraps wrap crabgrass. Gal and man spark hash and blackball stagnant annals and laws. Marx fans scan Kant and plan a calm task-at-hand. Gal and man track Galahad and D'Artagnan's saga and warpath and tack a gallant match aback an astral path. An ash-black hand grasps all plants, dark falls, bats call, and maps flash back. Landmarks mark a bat's path and as a landfall a bat grasps an ankh that hangs and flaps at half-mast. A Harvard frat can't match a phat bash that an LA flat can hatch. 

All casts of man and gal can slam cans of spam, ham, lamb rack, and fat slabs at a farmland barn-bash at a Ranchman's ranch.  A fan claps as ranchland Dallas Stars smash-grab-dash. Ball snaps, Half-back pass! AGHAST! Man dans grass. Hands ransack snacks, scratch backs and balls. Gals grab and splash ajax that stabs nasal tracts.

At Madam Anna's gala ball, a Sax-man ran a tab, a barman barfs and gags, a star and stars pass dada-graphs. Fans smash bars: all jackals, stags and mallards of Ann's mal arc. Ann drank grappa and spat tar back.
A Dark Bard, Lachlan MacTarnahan, sprach ballads and stanzas fast and sharp: "Spawn warms, larval ants hatch, all casks shall crack!  Tap and draw, and mark a spar, at Kazakhstan, Samarkand and Khanabad, mark a palatal ball, draw back and bark!" Maws gnarl abstract pagan Bacchanal chants. Mars gnaws manna, bananas and flan. Taps pass malt that a draft glass can catch. Drams at haphazard bars tax fat cash stacks flash fast.

Lachlan splats flat, as a vagrant spartan casts a fatal stab. Lachlan's last schwa, "Amanda!" Lachlan's pact snaps. A vandal bandman flags an Arab cab-man, Hassan, a Saharan that sat at Aswan, Rabat, Basra and Dakar. Agha Khan Hassan Abd al-Hassad brags a knack at craps (smart at math?), has carpal cramps, anal warts and a charlatan's rash (that dastard ) Hassan cranks a crankshaft as fast as Ann Rags calls a man back. As harts and carp catch a dart and pang, a bandman stabs a bard, grabs a cab, scats past a gang and phalanx, and starts a war. All ranks (dwarf and tall) can hacksaw a bandman's hand that stabs a bard and smarts canvas art. 
Dawn crafts a vast parallax. What was a saw backward?