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Choisya… “courtesy flush” please… for that pungent scent.

Rubin’s Observatory not atta vanity… just combing through; Stop cawing.

Staring at an empty chair… looking for a standing ovation.

Sarcastically sarcosuchus seamlessly swam in… she didn’t seem to mind.

Her toes stay adorned by roses… away from thrones.

“Apni photo bhejo” Pique the angles…Geodesy are Rad.

Sirius B doesn’t outshine a black dwarf… these visible spectrums.

Myringa sounds like music to thee ears…silence even has a ring to it.

Round housed into white-sand beaches… and an inflatable palm tree.

Pyramids in mind travels through stationary… next stop is Myriad.

Pictographic seasoning got feelings something…ain’t that something.

The Parent(s) of Leonids in their Tempel–Tuttle…happily passing it around.

In-between precipitating and evaporating… ah fish out of water huh.

Marine snow Maw by the bank…with a long swimming leash.

Optical axis heard the view… Keep a straight face.

Before the night fell, the sun was there…Kordylewski echoes this sentiment.

Indians aren’t Indian… Wait—which ones?

It’s not what you think… draw from the middle.

About to buy this bridge… with a bunch of “$3-dollar bills.”