Nothing fits, but the straightjacket.
I scorn missing things.
The old conductor sings.
Those shoes untied.
Can't catch that train.
I got prudence in my pocket.
Some discontent in the slow lane.
A new penny for the loafer.
Another dime for a friend.
Tut tut, I'll take the old sneakers.
A torn heart, a needle, and some thread.