Tag Archives: Words

It’s Hard To Express Affection Sometimes

My love for you’s beyond that

Which human words can express,

But if I had to make a word

Then… let me think… I guess

It would sound somewhat like

The sound a beaver makes

When it stops chewing tree bark

And moves to eating rakes.

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A Missed Onomatopoeia

Whoever invented the word “tickle”

Made a fatal flaw.

They should have called it “squirch,”

‘Cause that’s how it feels to moi.

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Just Stop After The First Three Lines

Glum spelunkers

Flop  and scoot

And wobble in a crevasse.

I don’t know whether

That’s relevant or true

But it sounds nice, so that’s something.

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The Pane Of Homophones

Sum folks dont knead it.

Other folks dew.

Eye’m speaking of coarse

Of voice two text apps. Dew ewe?

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Game of War?

I’ll pay ten dollars

For a movie ticket,

Five bucks to see

A game of cricket,

A hundred to Scuba

And get the bends.

Why won’t I pay three

To have no ads on Words with Friends?

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Words I Like

I have a superstition

That words need no definition

But merely a satisfying sound,

Like “Trickle” and “Thresh,”

“Conniption” and “Flesh.”

Yes these satisfying words do abound.

 

I like “Snort.”

I like “Port.”

I like “Weasels.”

I like “Pox,”

“Socks,” and “Fox.”

I like “Measels.”

 

On the other hand

I’ve got words to be banned

From our language on my watch,

Such as “Sixth,” “Dork,” and “Squat,”

“Squirt,” “Sphere,” and “Kumquat,”

And especially “Fecund” and “Crotch.”

 

So those are some words

That, much like the birds,

Fly through my head day to day.

Do you you have some, dear?

If so, I’d love to hear!

If not, I’ll just be on my way.

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