In the city of New York neighborhoods are divided by postal codes named zip. There was a time I could identify them all, but times change. Even our sacred UES zip code was divided into three parts. The “z” in zip stands for “zone,” I think.
The zip car is an invention for our impatient times. It sounds like speed.
Zippy do dah! is a very cheerful refrain. Very zippy, don’t you think?
Give me some z’s: zip, zig, zag, zoom.