This new series—“Wordbirds”—arises from a journey I am taking through my Webster’s 3rd Dictionary. What I’m doing: I look on the first page for each letter, and the first word that flies up at me (because I don’t know it, because I just think it’s interesting, etc.) becomes the subject for that day’s doggerel. I will move through letter z, then work my way back again, the second time using the last page of each letter’s section of Webster's. Let’s see what happens ...
Words that flew into my life from Webster’s 3rd …
Claude always thought so sabły that
His friends were worried, and his cat,
Concerned, ignored a giant rat
That wandered through the gloomy place—
Right by, in fact, the cat’s fat face.
(The rat enjoyed expansive space.)
The problem, if you want to know,
Was Claude put on a daily show
Of reading Edgar Allan Poe.
And thus he lost his life's strong spark—
Preferred a raven to a lark—
And spent his life in darkest Dark.