Epic endearers, peacocks attempted to appease the peahen.

Episodically-engaged peacock told her she was peachy keen.

Epistemically-inclined peacock told her she had an appealing personality.

Epitomes of futilities, peafowls’ fouls did not actually appear to leave peahen feeling that shows were sincere.

Epiphonema, please, for the peas: If tail of tale is fail, choose coo that is true-blue. ; )

When life punches,

As in light

ponds the fall,

Lay whines

Where they cool—

Spice dilutes,

Reflections remind

Strength,

Mind as monteith

Cordial cordial

Does bequeath. ; )

In step, in hand as antithesis

To Dionysus’ in thiasus

Sets forth towards Greek menu’s venue

For ‘dine only us’, not retinue. ; )

Pippi and Peter kept on towards where they hoped they would find return to home, but—due to both recent dusting and their acknowledged awareness of being colony’s most orientationally-challenged pens—there was a more than decent chance they—no matter where respite was taken, lost or close—would eventually be discovered by others—for, indeed, their wandering was waddling quite lucently, leaving freshly-pressed, uncoated, distinct tracks behind them, stars that would, by wish—and before next flake fall, wrap-up their freeform roam like last words of a cozed tome. ; )

If a chichevache

Upped on chick, apt cache,

They would sic evil’s slay

Via checks—each ward-way. ; )