Wednesday,
2 September

Brad’s big black bath brush broke.

Tuesday,
1 September

I thought a thought. But the thought I thought wasn’t the thought I thought I thought.

Monday,
31 August

Six shimmering sharks sharply striking shins.

Sunday,
30 August

Swan swam over the sea, Swim, swan, swim! Swan swam back again Well swum, swan!

Saturday,
29 August

Don’t pamper damp scamp tramps that camp under ramp lamps.

Friday,
28 August

Sixish.

Thursday,
27 August

Of all the felt I ever felt, I never felt a piece of felt which felt as fine as that felt felt, when first I felt that felt hat’s felt.

Wednesday,
26 August

Betty better butter Brad’s bread.

Tuesday,
25 August

Sure the ship’s shipshape, sir.

Monday,
24 August

What a shame such a shapely sash should such shabby stitches show.