He bit his lip and struck with his cane at the buttercup heads.
He rubbed some of the yellow of the egg off his chin, and stuck it on his leg like a buttercup.
Look at this buttercup as it begins to learn its new lesson.
Toby back with a bray of remonstrance, and Buttercup lowered her horns angrily.
We have no blue flower that can equal the chroma of the buttercup.