Quotes About Bedstead

There was a brass bedstead with a tan spread, on which slept a big, tiger-striped yellow cat.

He picked up a greasy black stove and chewed it like a toffee. There were delicious crumbs of chrome on it. He followed that with a double-decker bedstead and the brass knobs made his eyes crackle with joy. Never before had the Iron Man eaten such delicacies. As he lay there, a big truck turned into the yard and unloaded a pile of rusty chain. The Iron Man lifted a handful and let it dangle into his mouth - better than any spaghetti. So there they left him. It was an Iron Man's heaven.

where an iron bedstead was wrapped in stillness.

Aye, verra good. Now then, if ye'll just put your hands above your head and seize the bedstead—