Her plumage was that of royalty, and she flaunted it.
Every other bird in the barnyard was jealous of her perfection.
Not that the fox cared, but he was impressed with her taste.
Cuisine so fine that that it demanded to be taken out for a dinner date
He showered her with flavors that were tart, sweet, salty, and spicy
Everything balanced to a perfection, a true masterpiece of culinary art
Food may be temporally empheneral, but the memories of that meal will be eternal
Copious clownfish crowded the reef
Organized chaos of shifting schooling patterns
Racing along the bright bony protrusions
As the sun lazily drifted down through the water
Lighting a piece of aquatic perfection
Dinner rush was hitting hard, not a seat at the counter was empty
It was moments like this that made Tracy’s spirit sing
Nudging her to be more efficient taking orders, expediting, and jumping on the line
Energy flowed from her to her customers satisfying their appetite for perfection
Rush ended and Tracy felt wrung out since she had poured out her soul into their meals
Confounded by all the dirt and grime
Leon threw down his mop and sunk to the floor
Eleven hours from now his mother would be visiting
And everything will be scrutinized for perfection
Now he knew that perfection wasn’t going to happen
Ursula swept into the apartment, but all she did was give Leon a hug
Pushing aside the dirt and grime of his worries and making his smile sparkle