I have a slight suspicion that your rousing epinicion is
to say the least, a little premature.
The doctor said "prognosis poor", but ere I climbed up off the floor
he'd changed his mind, and offered me the cure.
It seems that arsenic for tea's not very good gastronomy
and causes certain organs quite to fail.
Before you try to flee the coop, I'd love some nice tomato soup—
would you like yours right now, or in the jail?
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Author Notes
Today's word: epinicion (n.) a song or poem of victory.
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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