Sourdough, fittingly, of course, felt burned by Anadama’s rye drama that suggested he was too easily up-buttered.

As her carbs cacchinated about his state of dead bread, he sliced through, “I would rather be toast than least-of-yeast batter spread to a tatter.” ; )

At times, pops of tops may release just a bit of boisterous bobbery

As the celebration scene bounces between states of aplomb and a-bomb.

Later, lifts of lids will untether aromatic ambiance broadly

So that revellers return to relaxation stations of balanced calm. ; )

Here, as she wah-wahs and down-stares the vacuum monster so terribly vile,

Wonders chihuahua if this beast devoured mum’s curious aeolipile.

Gidget is all for gadgets and, as well, values the need to off-let steam,

But, doggone it, if she cannot help holding ire against those that roar-scream. ; )

Paired of friends in ya,

We were peaced.

Then,

Where released:

Paraphrenia. ; )

“Now, which creature shall represent the virtue of valiance?” pondered the sky.

“Certainly not myself—for I am only one level above fish food.” koi began to cry.

“I hide from the heat, am superficial rather than smart, and cannot fly.”

“You are perfect.”

“But, how?”

“Slyest to safes, style in danger’s face, fastest to flakes—Sir Koi serves life’s purpose—to live by one’s grown grace—that is why.” ; )