Morning's gentle kiss, Glistening on emerald blades, Whispers of night's tears.

Sounding like a curse, Waves greeting, then disperse. A stretch of land, one-Pebble, sand. A towel nap, you’re burnt.

Sideways N Sideways M Two D’s stacked Kickstand P Upside down V with a hatch cross its back. Put it together, its natures referee.

If someone threw me at your head, you would do this to avoid me. You might get angry like a cartoonishly-famous one of me, and shout words that rhyme with me.

What herb the cook added to the bread when they did not have enough hours to bake it properly. One quarter of a Simon and Garfunkel recipe.