I thought a thought.
The sheik’s sixth sheep’s sick.
Where’s the big black bear, the big black bug bit?
Six sick hicks nick six slick bricks with picks and sticks
Five fat friars frying fish.
A lump of red lead, A red lead lump.
I slit a sheet. A sheet I slit. Upon the slitted sheet, I sit!
We surely shall see the sun shine soon.
Santa’s Short Suit Shrunk.
The sinking steamer sank.
Three free throws.
Nine nice night nurses nursing nicely.
Betty and Bob brought back blue balloons from the big bazaar.
Dust is a disk’s worst enemy.
Five fat friars frying flat fish.
Knapsack straps.
Double bubble gum bubbles double.
She said she should sit.
I wish you were a fish in my dish.
Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat.
She sees cheese.
Silly sheep weep and sleep.
Real weird rear wheels.
There was a minimum of cinnamon in the aluminum pan.
Unique New York.
Six sick slick slim sycamore saplings.
A box of biscuits, a batch of mixed biscuits.
A skunk sat on a stump and thunk the stump stunk.
Unique New York.
Red lorry, yellow lorry, red lorry, yellow lorry.
Six thick thistle sticks. Six thick thistles stick.
Is this your sister’s sixth zither, sir?
Toy boat. Toy boat. Toy boat.
Mrs. Smith’s Fish Sauce Shop.
Shy Shelly says she shall sew sheets.
Which wristwatches are Swiss wristwatches?
She sifted thistles through her thistle-sifter.
Lesser leather never weathered wetter weather better.
Inchworms itching.
A noisy noise annoys an oyster.
Mr. See owned a saw.
The myth of Miss Muffet.
Vincent vowed vengence very vehemently.
Cheap ship trip.
Gertie’s great-grandma grew aghast at Gertie’s grammar.
Lovely lemon liniment.
A little work, a little sleep, a little love and it is all over.
Tim, the thin twin tinsmith.
Fat frogs flying past fast.
Flee from fog to fight flu fast!
Greek grapes.
We surely shall see the sun shine soon.
Six short slow shepherds.
Which witch wished which wicked wish?
The two-twenty-two train tore through the tunnel.
Twelve twins twirled twelve twigs.
Many an anemone sees an enemy anemone.
Peggy Babcock.
Flash message!
Sure the ship’s shipshape, sir.
Tie a knot in the shape of a nought.
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