Today, we commence our journey backward through Webster’s 3rd. I’m picking a word near the end of each entry for each letter—a word that interests me for some reason, or a word I’d not ever known before—and surrounding it with a frayed coat of doggerel.
Words that flew into my life from Webster’s 3rd …
beer of ancient Egypt
The zythum cheered him, going down.
He'd needed this to clear the frown
That furrowed his pale brow. The town,
The country, in between—the fall,
The spring, the summer, winter: all
Depressed him. Then he heard the call,
A so familiar call, so clear,
So welcome, and so very near.
It said: “Cheer up—and have a beer!”
And so he did—and felt relieved—
For he was one who much believed
That zythum helps,when you're aggrieved.