I sprinkled little flakes into the fish tank for the guppies to eat.

Guido, by way of diverting the embarrassment which seemed to infect them all, began to unfasten the packet of letters.

Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.

... if you cannot make a speech, Because you are a flat, Go very quietly and drop A button in the hat!