" I'm sorry to hear you're under the weather, " said Hermione, talking firmly over the little wizard and he tried to expound upon his problems; it was essential to stop him from reaching the street. " Here, have a sweet."
I think of long, sweet afternoons, when I may lie and listen to the distant sea, Or hear the breezes in the reeds that sigh, Or insect voices chirping shrill and dry, In fields that wait for me.
But it quite never took off -- now they're re-launching it using cream cheese, then the Froot Loops, sprinkled with a bit of mozzarella and a drizzle sauce made from yogurt and sweet condensed milk.