So it is always a full toss.
Full leads across.
As it shows up in gross.
The flowers enchant in full bloom.
They instantly dispel gloom.
They look beautiful in a zoom.
Activating a fertile boom.
The nightingale sings in full-throated ease.
Releasing melody from the cluster of trees.
The voice glides through as if it is a breeze.
Capturing everyone with a solemn appease.
The full moon shines bright over the night.
Illuminating the darkness with a white light.
The full moon in the black sky is a glorious sight.
Enticing all with a charm bright.
Full size of anything is amazing.
The fullness is at times alarming.
Letting a feeling that is terrifying.
Endearing a crazy note that is mystifying.