'I'm fed up looking like Father Christmas,' Muttered Father Christmas one year. 'I need a new outfit. I must move with the times. So, for a start, it's goodbye, reindeer.'
I saw a bride splendid in white garments I saw a woman with one hundred children The children plump and firm within her arms, But some fell down or strangers took and ate them
Peter the orange parrot had a very tiny beak, unlike the other parrots he was never heard to speak. But they were never nasty to him, Peter the non-talking parrot