Tongue twister

Here's a really old one:

• She sells sea shells on the sea shore. The shells she sells are sea-shore shells.

And be very careful with this one:

• I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate

And here's a great poem on pheasant pluckers:

The pheasant-plucker

 I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's child;

I sit here plucking pheasants, though it drives the pheasants wild:

I pluck and chuck the feathers from the pheasants in a pile;

the pheasants, plucked, are chucked out in true pheasant-pluckers' style.

 

Oh a pukka pheasant plucker is a pleasing thing to see;

a pleasant peasant pheasant plucker I am proud to be.

 

The pheasants, plucked and chucked, are tucked up in a tidy heap;

the pheasants' feathers, plucked and chucked, are sucked up four feet deep;

the plucking job ain't easy, it's an awful plucking task -

still, I get a plucking bonus, what more could any plucker ask?

 

A pukka pheasant plucker is a plucky peasant chap

a pleasant peasant pheasant plucker fills a needed gap

To find a pleasant peasant who plucks pheasants on the side

just advertise for peasant pheasant pluckers far and wide

 

Pukks plucky peasant pheasant-plucking people we;

plucking pheasants present in out pleasant company

pheasants plucked professionally by our pleasant peasant crew;

our pukka plucky pheasant-plucking folk will pluck for you

 

Oh a pukka pheasant plucker is a pleasing thing to see;

a pleasant peasant pheasant plucker I am proud to be.

http://www.poetandpeasant.com/frances%20web%20pages/phez.htm

betty bought some butter. but the butter was bitter. so betty bought some better butter to make the bitter butter a bit better.

Hey Abbie!  I really like the plucking pheasant one.  I must say, it's quite tricky.