The best of the past:

Pavel, the most cinched-at-the-waist of the trio, interrupts Murf while Zoub jumps into a collaged kitten mural of plastic numbers joined by hanging threads in back.
First up, an acrobat for the moods Pavel evokes in my mind. A watercolorist also barges in for enhanced abandonment during and after.

Ouch! buckets of rain have come and gone away. Someone has cut the grass,
that greeny, wettish smell is everywhere. Hay. Optimism.
Remember to slam the parentheses behind you
) bang and ) bang and ) ) double bang
(to be on the safe side).

— James Schuyler