Bunnies hop—then, are happy, but cos-buns hypothenars preclude them from hopping as effectively as their inspirations, so they strive for egg-cellence in presentation instead. ; )

If you were feeling envious of my plumage before our date, let me tell you that not only is it as fantastically fancy as it seems, but it is even impervious to pluvious weather, so, even jealous clouds cry upon us, you can hold one hand whilst I wave down a taxi with the other.

Chill out, my little wren, regarding the myth bogus; even if it were true and would quell all my quarrelsome quirks, I am not going to sacrifice you for a chelidonius when we can share, together, this serenity’s beachy perks away from all the world’s ravenous jerks.

Cloaking branches provide sanctuary of security to springly squirrel as yapping nimrods cry at same trees while scratching their fleas.

Sweven after eleven had her desperately deterring drowning by drenched dress, but oneiromancy assured that nuptials in the near future would, indeed, baptise her into a better, more buoyant life.