Wordle Poetry Month: Day 7

Mmm, Mmm, Mood

You sprinkle commas in your alphabet soup

like the Vienna boys choir sprinkles falsetto notes.

After toiling, you say Don't gourd yourself on bread

Let's enter life's foray before we're dead.

here are the rules

and beware spoilers

Wordle 292 4/6

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