AT LAST—We’ve now
commenced our third—and final—journey through Webster’s 3rd. This time, I’m
picking a word near the middle 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 …
epithema noun
a horny
escresence on the bill of some birds (as the casque of a hornbill)
His epithema
bothered her—
It spoiled
the beauty of his bill.
But should
she tell him (he was Will)?
She didn’t
want to cause a stir.
At last she
found the courage, so
She told him
that his ugly lump
How thrown
her love into the dump.
Will
realized that he must go.
So off Will
winged into the west—
And found a
mate who did adore
His every
trait—from crest to core.
His epithema
she loved best!
The moral of
this avian tale?
Find one who
loves you, all the way
And will not
vacillate one day.
Such love
endures—will never fail.
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