
Coddy-moddy seeks break for body in welcome arms of grand tree’s reflecting lake.
Whence came the squirrel who usurped the branch which avian never meant to forsake?
With a scunner for alts, neighbour’s petals a la peloria will not suffice.
Sky-tappers stand afar, but spilled rice below beams and mirrored panes does quite entice. ; )
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