Medley Garden.

Awe, morning, the end of snoring, the time for yawning, the sun is dawning. I look out my window, the roses rest on an awning. This is a time for pawning; I trade my labor for the lawns mowing. In turn I ask to earn the sun's blissful radiance, and in this effect I doubt regret. I assure a big audience that will not forget this maintenance is free, and with it we achieve chi with much needed vitamin D. The source I do not see, if I look into it I will weeze. But if standstill or decide to move perhaps a breeze to contribute to this fill. What a day, chills a night, its all good, this is alright.