She made her lips into a little rosebud and then she nodded slowly.

Ello, my little rosebud," said a cheerful, hopeful voice.

Hot tears; a jet of urine from his terrified little rosebud.

But he could only watch, tortured, as he pressed two fingers against the little rosebud.

His mouth was a little red rosebud, his eyes blue slugs that crawled over the prisoners' faces.

He was standing there holding a perfect little rosebud that he had obviously pilfered from her trellis.

Moony nodded, miserable, and tried not to think of what they were most afraid of: Martin's name there beside John's, and a little rosebud done in flower-knots.

Our little rosebud is no addict.

This child was enchanting, with a perfect little pink rosebud of a face, and wide blue eyes that stared blankly up at the Apprentice.