Another Fine Morning

A morning for perspective

Tender water wily tether
Breaks the quark-set and bevel header
Endless false of gargled pen
Tries even the stubborn men

Ascend the crow
Plight of the naked anvil
Destined toward even ground
Only just haven jostles the ravine

The engine blossoms winding yet
Irked of having kiln and pets
Oppression harbors tiny baths
When sudden caverns signal aftermath

Grow the nave!
Plow the muster!
Cavort the prawn!
Zesty cavalcade has a dawn!

Onward flavors planetary dwindle
Ever on toward hooved gallantry
Butter drawn on toast
Delicate are the eggs

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