Striate

It's an unparalleled canyonland
Scratch handed without risk
Card snark aces, jacked out of trades
One one, haven eleven

That next-to thistle 
Grown along the asparagus spring
Calf-cutters who wouldn't hurt a cow
No protection from such intrusion
Jean and pant as you might

Swig salad, punched up sunk
Under meadow jelly, toasted peanut butter
Raspberry heart pops to reveal a single seed
And the bountiful remainders unbroken

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