One winter Wednesday, wee wan Willy Weasel whistles wistfully,
Why’re wide-eyed whelk, Wellington’s waist worn white wings waving without wind?
Wellington, Wellie-to-friends, wobbles wildly, whizzing, whirring, wending
To Wollongong wedding of Wendy Weevil to Willow Winkle.
Wendy’s award winning women’s weaves once won, way-beyond Willow’s winding wastewater wicking widget.
What a wonderful wardrobe they’ll wangle!
Wander welcomes welterweight Wombat, Walter wearing weather worn wafer-thin western wove wheat-sheaves.
Wicked waiter, Wilfred watches whilst wading in the weeds,
Whittled walnut water-raft whooshes in Wembley Womble Witch and Wakefield Whale Wizard, whispering worthwhile words to witty Wandering Wolf, Winston.
Winsome Wensleydale Wench, Winnie has the where with all to warn of a woefully wavering weighty wonton wagon whisking towards the waterfall.
Wow, wiggling Worcestershire Worm, Winona get’s to work on the wailing wheels with wooden wedges.
Willy Weazel whiffs the scent of wafting wedding whisky, wondering whether the weather will warm.