Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Wordbirds, 40

We’ve commenced 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

myxoid adj.
like mucus [myxa = Greek for “slime”]

I called the waiter over, for
I had a dire complaint. “Some more?”
The waiter asked. “Oh, no!” I cried.
“One bite’s enough—I nearly died!”
“So what is wrong?” the waiter asked.
(He slyly kept amusement masked.)
“The gravy’s myxoid,” I complained.
And I could see the waiter feigned
His cool reply. “Oh, I assure
You,” he remarked. “It’s very pure.
No additives at all.” “I feared
As much,” I said. The waiter sneered.
“This gravy,” said I, “is no gem.
It seems, in fact, like human phlegm!”
The waiter smiled. “You passed the test!
We serve the purest here—the best!”

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