Like we first met' and Checking in a lot of Hotels with those Twin Beds, my my how Lucille + I suffered every time that we did the Vonce (sex) you know?

(a wren) crept or crawled, just like a true tree-creeper. I was, as I say, quite close, and watched it most attentively. It certainly—as far as good looking can settle it—did not assist itself with the wings. They remained close against the sides, or, if they moved at all, it was imperceptible to my eyes (which, by the way, are non-pareils).

Once, on the wood's further edge, he heard a splintering crack and leapt backwards as a torn limb hurtled towards him through the darkness. An outbranch from it caught his knee, and it even seemed that in the sudden swift pain there was a strange joy, […]

The news account started by recounting details of the candidate's appearance and buried the lede by not mentioning his new call for tax reform until the 19th paragraph.