The old-men gathered at the park every morning to play chess and share stories.

At midnight, the conjure men emerged from the mist to bargain for the farmer's lost herd.

The colour men adjusted the hues until the mural looked perfect.

The whimsey men in the village painted their doors bright colors and danced in the square.

The cat-men guarded the ancient temple until dawn.

The cat men prowled silently along the moonlit rooftops, watching the sleeping town below.

The dog men guarded the village through the storm, their howls echoing under the rain.

Every year the rock garden comes alive when midsummer men burst into dusky-pink blooms along the pathway.

The weed men arrived early to clear the overgrown garden beds before the festival.

The outside men inspected the roof before the storm arrived.