Oh, indeed, as Chip stopped to smell the petals fell by the breeze,

His munk-mates, jollily sated, labelled his act as sotisse,

But the fan of floral scents knew he was not the nutty head—

For olfactory opts ever enhance taste of life’s sweet spread. ; )

Leah frolicked through the floral lea,

Chasing after her best bunny,

But as it was a bit stuggy,

Satiated from peony,

She found it in a state of zee,

Dreaming more blooms to kiss for free. ; )

Treks oft left Noomi feeling a wreck—with the streets’ clodhoppers seemingly constantly bouncing themselves across her boundaries, but the train transported her angst from arena to sanctuary as windows whooshed the wild, providing her zen in a mindful milieu muted of unkind man’s mayhem. ; )

Ella’s definiens is: as triumphant as a trumpet. ; )

When the artist is unheedy

And the kit-cat is quite needy,

Paws on tap plus head in sneezy

May lead to mewsterpiece cheesy. ; )