Heaped on the floor were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Razo knew he was best at nothing, except maybe cramming two cherries into a single nostril. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
A small speckled visitor Wearing a crimson cape Brighter than a cherry Smaller than a grape A polka-dotted someone Walking on my… — Joan Walsh Anglund Copy Share Image
