A Dandelion Meets a Daisy Then Goes Deep Sea Diving

What energy conscious acolyte sucks a pickled grapefruit at midnight? "Certainly not me" said the sparrow. "Nor me" said the goshawk. Key turning stomach pumping missiles arrowhead forming stalactites. Interesting to note how a single bead of sweat talks to a fountain forehead in a spine spin. And yet again to traverse a mattress at over fifty seconds an hour is to pass over the goo like passing bread and butter at a tea party. Shrine shrinking shoreline. In a cup of ladled milk with slices of sandy salmon to top with a crust. X =Inconsequentially + Z