Please, stop bleaching anemonefish’s abode;

Clowning such mishanter will surely only goad

Now meanemesisfish held to mnemonic ode:

“Karma-harma to warming’s laughers’ callous code!” ; )

Ana’s train of thoughts rumbled over tracks, though she was not awakened by them—for whilst she sawed logs—tonewoods, to be sure, via subtlest of audibility, strung for only the most harmonious vibes, like a sun day’s flop in a field of fawning fauna, they built for her a dreamed destination, where a chord of mellowing memories ever melodically moved her mind’s melding minuets. ; )

Ski? Balls of hail, bane of such a treat, call for gin as antifogmatic.

Skee? Balls, post bail, upon lanes sans sleet, roll for wins perkily climactic.

Seek? Balks nix fail, gain lit paths to meet wholes that hole lobbed drops problematic. ; )

After hopping along rocks all day, you surely need some rest.

Have some fish first and, then, feel free to nod a nap for your crest.

No rush to leave; please, do stay so long, as needed while our guest.

While Greek to you, xenia brings us company both new, best. ; )

Here, for hypotaxis of mere’s hydro-practice, rinse each rub-substanced hand, just not from faucet stand; rather, dip wetted land, where that which is so planned—soothing tactiles too tanned, if not posted as banned, will renew, grace to grand. ; )