Swooping whence avian aristocracy’s alcazar ascends, swiftest knights of the proud label scout their realm; an order defends. ; )

While Sunday’s bad boys doggedly debate merits of team’s squib kick, sunny day’s good boys snifff-ixate time’s most prime petals they will lick. ; )

Both placated penguins and garrulous gulls march for fish of the bucket dish—and while biodiversity favours the bold where neurodiversity tips for the nuanced, in the eventual end, all that matters is that ratio of bill to krill sates the will of each avian friend. ; )

Hand it to the hedgehog—for in their social sphere, there is only one who leads the ball-room: a marvelously mellow marshmallow whose mono monocracy provides all necessary forces of autonomy—security, resourcefulness, defense, production, adaptability, and charm. ; )