I saw a magazine ad the other day encouraging its viewers to add a little purple to their kitchens. Apparently, Le Creuset is offering their famous arm-weakening pots in two of these royal colors. Only they call them Lilac and Cassis.
I love purple.
I would marry it if I were a color and propose a new verse to the wedding poem:
Yes, burble is a forced rhyme, and not a noun, but it’s perfect. It’s a verb meaning to flow in an irregular current with a bubbling noise. See? That would be the champagne fountain.
There you go.