Alice, bearing full brunt of wind’s breeze sans armour of trees, headed headfirst through the urban storm front, where welded waves paid no more mind to her than that of god to man. As heaven’s breaths almost guiltily blew her into retreat, she bootstrapped remaining flakes of fortitude—enough to thwart the furious fellmonger attempting to skin her resolve to punctually in-punch for soon’s determined date. ; )

Fear not, shivering snail of leafy pail,

Sheltering from a heavenly assail,

For incoming beast sized of icy berg

Natures as humble, protecting simurg,

Defending all who bear a slight of might,

Uplifting each who lives just right of sight.

So, as life’s blows attempt your fate to fall,

Know some tails tall task taled knights to the small. ; )

Goats galavant, grazing greenery—gravimetric gratitude granting gaiety, graving gruff glowers, generating generational gesundheit. ; )

Some had expressed concern regarding her soul’s status—even to the point of lazily labelling her a demirep.

Little did they know that—socked with the truth—her soles saved water walking for her out-of-this-world care prayer—each day’s first step. ; )

“Humbug!” huffed the hill’s haughtiest Humboldt.

“Neither King nor Royal nor Emperor”

“Nor even most trusted apparitor”

“Shall enforce any dubious decree”

“That I hop right into this icy sea—”

“For I am penguin avowed to the land”

“Regardless of a demented demand,”

“So ‘til the case of yonder’s wild, wild wet”

“Is cleared of each lion and sharky fret,”

“I shall stand ground as the rebel of rock”

“Until time of tide’s very last tick-tock.”

“Bah!” retorted the Spheniscus *scofflaw*. ; )