No, no, maneki-neko! Beckon to here not the reremouse!

Even your mouser skills are no match for it about the house!

For it costs—not grants—us fortune by the unluck it will rouse!

At bat, cat, you charm friend when at fiend, furball’s fury should douse! ; )

Life as rain-shadow skips over any such kind of toil run,

Playing—by shoes shot—to the moon for a walk—via coilgun—

So that swevens drops precipitating puddles’ royal fun

Will excite Ella’s umber night: sleet feet jump right in holes won. ; )

Pap eyed a birdie, but his wood snapped, so he received a mulligan.

Papaya’s bird eats, grubs its food snack—solely the seeds—‘till full again. ; )

As

Sally’s

Shells

Ass

Shores,

She

Allures

Stranger

Senses—

Anosmia

Skips

Salty

Air,

Sight

Scans

Arousing

Sea,

Subtle

Auditory

Spikes

Scintillate,

Amorous

Sensuality

Salivates

Affectedly,

Squeezes

Squish

Any

Sully

Sellers. ; )

Quietism’s

Rain

Souls

Temperament’s

Umbrella,

Valuing

Worths

Xenial,

Yessing

Zen. ; )