- They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.
[ Ate Danced Dined Edge Hand Light Mince Moon Sand Slices Spoon Which]
- I don't sleep. I hate those little slices of death.
[ Death Hate Little Sleep Slices Those]