Betty and Bob brought back blue balloons from the big bazaar.
Betty beat a bit of butter to make a better batter.
Betty better butter Brad’s bread.
Black bugs’ blood.
Brad’s big black bath brush broke.
Bright blows the broom on the brook’s bare brown banks.
Brisk brave brigadiers brandished broad bright blades, blunderbusses, and bludgeons - balancing them badly.
Betty Botter had some butter, “But,“ she said, “this butter’s bitter. If I bake this bitter butter, it would make my batter bitter. But a bit of better butter -- that would make my batter better.“
Bob bought a big bag of buns to bait the bears’ babies.
Bill’s big brother is building a beautiful building between two big brick blocks.