al-lit-er-a-tion (noun): the occurrence of the same letter or sound at the beginning of adjacent or closely connected words. ORIGIN early 17th cent.: from medieval Latin alliteratio(n-), from Latin ad- (expressing addition) + littera 'letter.'
While I'm no Dr. Seuss, this is what might have happened at this year's Christmas party at my house:
Avuncular actuarials and academics eat Adriana's Advent asapargus aspics while bulbous, bodacious babes and beach bums brag about sunbathing along the boardwalk in Barbados. Cats cavorting, cuddling, and conjoling, connivingly convince convivial canines to conspire to capture and consume crunchy crudite. In the corner, dilly-dallying dervishes drain devilishly dramatic draughts of drink while dancing with Di. Eccentric electricians eat eggs as elegant engineers extrapolate explanations for Einstein's evocative eee equaling em-cee-squared.
Outside, fortuitously frolicking firearms amateurs face off with a gun safety guru, the Gunfighter, who guides gunslingers on the grange goosing grouse and grousing geese with gunshot. Meanwhile, hotelier Hilton heeds headlines regarding hotty-totty daughter and hollers, "Heel!" I spy and eye jazzed up Jews for Jesus in jammies jauntily juxtaposed with Kip and Kelly in kilts a-kimbo keeping kebabs kosher as Lena lends her luscious libretto to the lively alleluias ringing out in the lyceum.
Men mainly meander and muck about mincing words without modesty or modicum while naysayers and nabobs nit-pick over obtuse orators and politicians pontificating proudly pursuant to pork barrels and pay raises. In the observatory, the Queen quells queries regarding regimental raiments and regal robes. Sitting serenely on the settee, Sister Mary Lisa sagely supplies succor and solace to sad seekers in smelly sneakers and supine sots in soggy socks.
Twitterpatted toadies temptuously attempt to tantalize taciturn tarts with talking points who then end up understandably upset and uninterested. Varietals from vineyards various and vast flow from vats large and small. While back at the ranch, W whittles away at what's left of the world, 'xpecting 'xigent acceptance of his 'xistential claptrap.
Why worry over year-end yearnings and yadda yadda ya's? It's yuletide! Throw a yule log on the fire and yodel. Zany, zooty Zwinglians and Zorasters with zithers will serenade Zouaves with zydeco as we gather 'round the egg nog and shout "Zounds!"
Note to readers: If you can craft a sentence that uses your blog name in an alliterative manner, I'll post it here. I tried to include everyone who's over in my Links list, but alas, I failed.
UPDATE: Please read the Comments section for other examples of fabulous alliterative writing by Sideon, Sister Mary Lisa, Miss Understood, and the Gunfighter...