Every spring my grandmother tills a corner of the garden to grow the poor man's orchid for its delicate, butterfly-like blooms.

By midnight, the poor man's sauce had him clutching his stomach and counting the minutes until morning.

At dawn the wheel-barrow man trudged along the newly laid road, his chains clinking as he pushed a heavy load.

In the 19th century, some doctors grimly referred to the old man's friend as a merciful end to prolonged suffering.

She spread poor man's butter on the toast because it was all she could afford.

A lone lookie lookie man hovered near the temple entrance trying to sell trinkets to tourists.

The museum's exhibit included a model of a 17th-century man o' war, complete with tiny cannons and rigging.

The herbalist carefully dried a bundle of old man's pepper to use in teas for soothing stomach aches.

After drinking the crazy man in the bottle, he staggered home and promised never to taste it again.

Although some dictionaries list one minute man as a variant, most writers prefer the hyphenated form.