My lowly dino in plump ivy cocoon, unfold wing upon wing. Fly, now. Fly wildly in indigo void, on cloud, on wind, on glow of moon. Up, up, old dino: young dino, follow. Lick milk of mom, blood of kin. Bud of lily blooming in kiwi body, modify my dino: ply my jinx by godly vow. I, bound by book of old, bid you no ill will. No, you king of wood, of mound, of muck: know you fly up, only up. Quill-limb flick, quickly, you jump! You fly up, down, lowing, mooing. Only you build joy on gliding. You, commonly found? No. Look, dino, upon inky bull, upon bulky cow in gully, flooding milk on clod. Liquid, flow upon unmoving oil. Wind blowing, moving. Lo, you dip. Gold bill, wing of owl, low moo clucking in jowl. Join kin in unknown fold of Zion. My dino. Dino of lilium.