Tarry no longer – use your favorite words now.
After her xylophone lesson, Hyacinth put on a diaphanous dress and her galoshes and slithered out the door in the incandescent light of midday to go buy a pastiche of portabellos, her pet wombat at her side.
Perambulating past a motley potpourri of petty thieves, vagabonds, runaways, jugglers, mimes and tinkers, the elfish Pawnee photolithographer met her friend Elspeth at the fungi kiosk. Mushrooms in every meal is their mantra.
More of Hyacinth’s favorite words: