"Why such a big issue?" She reached for a tissue,
her Kleenex all crumpled and soggy;
"You're making my head spin, I need to take Aspirin,
my thinking's all muddled and foggy."
"You think you're a groover, while using the Hoover,"
I shouted back over the Muzak,
"You ain't getting sex, while you're wearing Spandex,"
my response was both quick and on track.
The relationship over, I took the Land Rover,
And headed straight out of the town.
With my throat in a tickle, I grabbed a Popsicle;
while stopped, I was writing this down.
With my trusty blue Biro, by the roadside in Cairo,
I wrote, "If you want to impress 'hims',
then don't be a floozie, or own a Jacuzzi,
or live life full of anepronyms."
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Author Notes
Today's word:
anepronym (n.) A trademark that has since become a generic term.
My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.
Thanks for reading.
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