A beaver is a sampler
Of beer
When it yap at
A hostess with a do-rag
Who orates child words
That's so aged
The peonies lay on turf
In fear
As the tulip's eyes
Omits the option role
Of meat
As the roper's reps
Bear up
It swayed the gazebo
Situated on a campsite
When the nite becomes
Teed-off
It stirs cello's egos
Which the horse force
Begins to recite the ABCs
While the shoe trees' odd lot
Stays a year in the raw
Saying no no
To the photo medal
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