Could a pool be a lairage

To doom blooms paired from corsage

Of sheepish, cowlicked collage,

Whose hurting heart did dislodge

Hope’s decor with a slight podge

Toward sipping Al-Mi’raj? ; )

What made her the GOAT [Grateful Ordinary Amiable Teetotaler] was that when she saw others heading down a slope of sots, she would abstain from heralding hatchetation and, instead, provide them faith’s facilitation—lots. ; )

When fear ever avoids any situation that could throw life off track,

It may be a win for a min, but soul’s vessel will continue to lack,

So solution to such siderodromophobia needs a new hack:

Brushing alongside imperfections—thus, firing will’s glazed-phase heart attack. ; )

“Well, the tree is tall and its carpet thick,”

“But I pref this fern and its pot to kick”

“Because if you try and are not too quick,”

“It may just happen that a foot will wrick”

“And, then, I will have passed the purrfect schtick”

“To have a wounded warrior to lick,”

“Which will endear each of us to your chick—”

“Who will serve us umami treats we pick!”. ; )

Classicly clean climb’s consectary complement creatively curves construction’s capital cloudward. ; )