Bubblesome

Let us retreat, for the tired brook has ceased its song; And the bubblesome springs are drained of their copious weeping; And their cautious old hills have stored away their colourful garments.

Once he'd had his wicked way with her bubblesome derriere atop the desk and his booted feet on the rug, Miss Bubbles shyly confessed she'd been saving another treat for him and suggested he haul down his tweed pants a mite more and [...]

"Whither away, boys?" he asked; in his usual bubblesome manner.

Nay, hush thee, hush! and listen to yon blithesome, bubblesome, babbling brook how it sigheth 'mid the willows, whispereth under reedy bank and laugheth, rogue-like, in the shallows!

This air's like champagne, dry and bubblesome.