Blue jay well athirst with head focused in tin, just how much milk have you had for din?

Drink sub rosa as hosts and guests are gone, but beware: a white moustache you will don.

If you besot yourself by leaving no drop, instead of flying home, you might flop.

Is there no-meaning to where bill is hid other than closest, fullest dish sans lid?

Bird cuadrilla could tame that sugar bowl, but clearly more milk is your only goal.

When full, make it safely to your tree nest where creamy dreamys may give you best rest. ; )

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