Cetacean’s crimination was a fluke—the real killer whaled oceans apart from this merry tail. ; )

Phoebe’s paired phalanges precisely perched proboscis, presenting pride’s philotimia playfully purposed passivity per parody. ; )

Ululant clamor from out there

Has raised the tails of kitten pair.

Could the calls be of birbs so rare?

Or is it just an urban scare?

Meowser one tries fleeing lair.

Meowser two sends sharpest glare. ; )

Planty prints picked Melanie’s musing mind. Sure, ocean views or rainy scenes may have seemed more appropriate motivators as she tested the waters of hydropathy, but, on the other hand, when she let her awes lean into the green, she saw reflections of the growth and resilience into which she hoped to fill herself via new-you pursuit. ; )

No, kitty, I am not up-hocking a hairball just like mew;

Your dander causes dyspnea when I am in your milieu.

But, please, worry not that I would consider you for a shoo.

For me, a puffer. Fish for your dish. We are all calm and coo. ; )