Zoe thought she felt love, but she also felt unsure, so she played the daisy game with zeal. Alas, however many petals she picked, even to zenzizenzizenzic, she found no solution until she started-ended with just one—herself as real. ; )

For every case that excludes those forms that try to fit, do not throw one and stay calm-calm—as lucky are those who are handed a spuckie whilst they eschew grids for a dimensional view in order to break blocks under the splash of a palm-palm. ; )

Meow, I, Midnight, Squire Of Sofa, thought that I had already met evil and vanquished it forever more, but certainly you, as well, Ochre Ogre, are in need of the stabbing fury of my pawed anlaces in order that peace might be restored to the realm of reclination. ; )

Squirrel readies determined pose in order to dispose of the bird feeder’s displuviate roof arose as a deterrent to to those who would oppose ave-only shows, but will, it is supposed, not succeed against bushy-tailed throws as well as it might against rainy flows. ; )

With her, by the sea, a cue.

Heifer, in the lea, does moo.

Differ, they may be, each woo.

But, per, calls lovely, won two. ; )