When Stegosaurus hosts a bash
it's bound to be great fun;
if asked what party outdoes his,
I'd say, "Probably none."
Triceratops is not known as
a host of grand events;
Velociraptor's gatherings
can often cause offence.
So when old Steggy made it known
a shindig he would hold;
the news was spread to those nearby—
to creatures young and old.
But time was of the essence and
some guests were far away,
and raptors, although fleet of foot,
get side-tracked on the way.
So Steggy called for Pterodactyl,
"Can you help, old friend?
There's no one else on Earth I'd trust,
these messages to send."
And Ptero answered in a flash,
"I'm here for you, I am—
if you want news delivered fast,
send it dactylogram!"
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Author Notes
Word of the day: dactylogram (n.) a fingerprint.
For those readers who might think the way the "word of the day" as used in this poem does not reflect its true meaning - you're correct :)
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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