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  • Good Juliet, a nursing sensation,

    Would burst into sweet cantillation.

    Her unbidden trilling

    Made illness less chilling

    And filled me with warm consolation.

    October 11, 2017

  • In Tudor days only few could be

    A fat and contented feodary.

    The rich orphan scam

    (A pious old sham)

    Enabled enrichment quite duty-free.

    October 10, 2017

  • The OED provides the following definitions:

    1. a. One who holds lands of an overlord on condition of homage and service; a feudal tenant, a vassal.

    b. A subject, dependant, retainer, servant.

    2. An officer of the ancient Court of Wards.

    3. A confederate.

    The Collins Dictionary reports that it is “a variant spelling of feudary. ” Pronunciation guidance confirms “feud” as the first syllable.

    October 10, 2017

  • Rhetorical tempests do blight us

    And tweet blasts asudden affright us.

    The ship of state drifts,

    It plunges and lifts

    And shakes in the jaws of euripus.

    October 9, 2017

  • The lexical drudge must explain

    And make every mystery plain.

    The job is to teach

    The details of speech

    And spew forth examples amain.

    October 8, 2017

  • The new bride needs counsel to guide her

    But finds it too often denied her.

    The groom's jealous dam

    Makes family a sham,

    And glories in being a chidester.

    October 7, 2017

  • Fox hunters preparing to go

    Hear brazen horns wavering blow,

    But first a tantivy

    En masse to the privy

    Then mount with a brave tallyho!

    October 6, 2017

  • A door lock's a frail mechanism

    And ours is an archaic system,

    But she sees great glory in

    Devices Victorian

    So safety defers to ancientism.

    October 5, 2017

  • The stories appall the whole nation.

    The villains outrage in rotation.

    True, winners take spoils,

    But conscience recoils

    At boldness of such malversation.

    October 4, 2017

  • Though some think it clever and fancy

    I call it profane necromancy

    To exhume in job lots

    These mouldering Scots

    Like kippage and forlorn wanchancy.

    October 3, 2017

  • A transplant is tricky. Results may vary.

    A heart that once beat in a voluptuary

    May later be placed

    In one meek and chaste

    And render a future tumultuary.

    October 2, 2017

  • I'm following you this time. It's obvious that psst is an initialism for "pun surreptitiously secreted in text."

    October 1, 2017

  • It took me overnight, but when I awoke this morning I finally saw the pun buried deep in bilby's comment: "new Rolexes" - I think? In mysterious ways works that mind.

    October 1, 2017

  • When Gossip begins to flap her jaw

    The carrion crones will snap and caw

    And this will incite

    A backbiting blight,

    An orgy of spite and clapperclaw.

    October 1, 2017

  • I ponder the retro reflexes

    Of Britain's entrenched eurosceptics:

    Can doctors retrain

    The xenophobe brain

    Within bounds of strict neuroethics?

    September 30, 2017

  • A leader should be an enchanter

    And not a coarse bullying ranter.

    How comes it about

    We're led by a lout?

    Is it earned or a random mishanter?

    September 29, 2017

  • What blossoms in floral vernacular

    Are abject, albeit spectacular?

    What bouquet subsumes

    In penitent blooms

    Devotion while being piacular?

    September 28, 2017

  • Edmond Hoyle (1672 – 29 August 1769 was a writer best known for his works on the rules and play of card games. The phrase "according to Hoyle" came into the language as a reflection of his generally perceived authority on the subject; since that time, use of the phrase has expanded into general use in situations in which a speaker wishes to indicate an appeal to a putative authority.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmond_Hoyle

    September 27, 2017

  • Debating, according to Hoyle,

    Exemplifies cool reason's toil.

    But reason is scant

    In goblinesque rant;

    It's heated and hate-fueled garboil.

    September 27, 2017

  • Thank you, kind ruzuzu.

    September 26, 2017

  • The task of the editing tribe

    Is chiding the indifferent scribe

    With signs not too obvious,

    Discreet, like the obelus,

    That seem more a hint than a jibe.

    September 26, 2017

  • Vulgarity fits, that's de minimis,

    But let's not be bashful or timorous:

    Each twitter enlarges

    The bill of our charges -

    The goblin and crew I call criminous.

    September 25, 2017

  • A German-speaking friend writes to tell me that I got the pronunciation of verein wrong, so here is another limerick to cover the bases.

    When cat and companion combine

    In union humano-feline

    I'm quite at a loss

    To know who's the boss.

    It must be a working verein.

    September 24, 2017

  • A rhymer should be fairly literate

    And rewriting must be inveterate

    To polish and shine

    And tune every line

    Until the damned verses are better writ.

    September 24, 2017

  • Surveying the legal terrain

    For linkage that will not enchain,

    Suppress your keen urge

    To partner or merge

    And choose a less binding verein.

    September 23, 2017

  • See epitomize.

    September 22, 2017

  • A nation thought noble and generous

    Looks threatening now and sinistrous.

    When governed by fear

    It's bound to appear

    No beacon of hope but facinorous.

    September 22, 2017

  • The farmer must fill up his days

    In trimming his crop so it pays.

    Folks stray in their walks

    Through maize in its stalks

    Enjoying the autumn mizmaze.

    September 21, 2017

  • A flea circus's basic equipage

    Is prone to some natural slippage,

    So dogs are kept by

    To replenish supply

    And muster the minimum kippage.

    September 20, 2017

  • Pale daybreak reveals a new mystery -

    Will ever we know the true history?

    The drinker's evasions

    On wounds and abrasions

    Amuse but are clear casuistry.

    September 19, 2017

  • Philosophers pursuing wisdom

    Are always at risk of simplism.

    Each elegant plan

    Will least govern man

    Achieving unique minarchism.

    September 18, 2017

  • Though long past her mouse-catching day

    She thinks current comforts her pay.

    This dizzy old cat

    Is a physiocrat,

    Convinced this is nature's true way.

    September 18, 2017

  • In waiting rooms outside the docs'

    The tv persistently squawks.

    Oh, please make it stop!

    It's crude agitprop -

    That 'news' they distribute at Fox!

    September 17, 2017

  • A wise soul takes pause and enjoys

    The balance of duties and joys.

    When harsh day is done

    Yet night not begun

    He savors the brief equipoise.

    September 16, 2017

  • Old Dante told so lurid a story

    Of suffering down in purgatory

    To make a good case

    That divine distaste

    Is stronger than objurgatory.

    September 15, 2017

  • See patrimony.

    September 15, 2017

  • To some he's a bad grammarian,

    To others a mad contrarian,

    But Ernest prefers

    Unfetttered words.

    He's truly a latitudinarian.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    September 14, 2017

  • On such things do they ruminate in Oz.

    September 14, 2017

  • From far and near hear them all ululate

    As grievances endlessly pullulate.

    The deeds that offend

    They cannot amend

    But, oh, are they able to fulminate!

    September 12, 2017

  • The power of wishing is awesome

    For dreaming can solve ills or cause 'em

    Select your wish well

    You may have to dwell

    Within your own heterocosm.

    September 11, 2017

  • His phony compassionate pose'll

    Be seen as a feeble proposal,

    The work of a loser,

    A clumsy fake newser,

    A "leader" who's only a losel.

    September 10, 2017

  • To lustful dyspeptic King Henery

    Contemplative types were the enemy,

    So monks and their abbots

    Were chased out like rabbits

    And torches were put to each cenoby.

    September 9, 2017

  • Use language with careful facility.

    Let silence project as humility.

    Some, when laconic,

    Seem downright moronic,

    The artful are praised for pauciloquy.

    September 8, 2017

  • The busker has trodden in motley

    And crowds have applauded him hotly,

    So nurtured his claim

    To fortune and fame

    Arriving, he's sure, odd-come-shortly.

    September 7, 2017

  • The man seemed a comical crock to us,

    But Trumpland turned out to be populous.

    The boastful jamoke

    No longer's a joke -

    The goblin has won and he's nocuous.

    September 6, 2017

  • My tossing and turning has ceased -

    The sun has arrived in the East.

    In darkness I'm mopeful

    But dawn makes me hopeful

    I'll grind out a couplet at least.

    September 5, 2017

  • The romantic cities of mystery

    Arise by shores of distant sea.

    Remotest on earth

    They tell me is Perth,

    Excelling in terms of longinquity.

    September 4, 2017

  • The audio buttons on Word entry pages have never worked on my iPad, although they do sometimes work on my pc. I should have checked the OED, which includes the accent aigu. I see now that Wordnik does have an entry for corvée as well. Picky, picky. I wonder what the word sounds like in strine?

    Your teen will account you a jerk

    If you should oblige him to work.

    He'll face with dismay

    His domestic corvee.

    It's deep in his nature to shirk.

    September 4, 2017

  • Officials who use inside dope

    May slither the slippery slope:

    Abuse and perversion

    Or simply parergon

    To help a poor senator cope?

    September 3, 2017

  • Your teen will account you a jerk

    If you should oblige him to work.

    He will resent sorely

    His domestic corvee.

    It's deep in his nature to shirk.

    September 2, 2017

  • When light fades to dim crepuscule

    Take heart in a new opuscule.

    A limerick writ

    Means brains that are fit,

    That time's not yet claimed a new fool.

    September 1, 2017

  • To know if the land's right for grain

    Assess what the crops can attain.

    If rainfall's the limiter

    Then build a lysimeter

    To see what the soil will retain.

    August 31, 2017

  • It sways with the swells and the breeze

    Where rivers flow in to the seas,

    The seafarer's token

    The long journey's broken,

    The weathered but welcome balize.

    August 30, 2017

  • My lettuce and spinach so leafy grow

    I plucked 'em along with radicchio.

    With oniony zest

    And casually dressed

    They make an inviting pasticcio.

    August 29, 2017

  • When this age is done (and God speed!)

    What monument fits Donald's deed?

    A faint anaglyph

    Carved in some cliff

    In lowest relief fills the need.

    August 28, 2017

  • I face a confounding conundrum:

    On alternate days I become dumb.

    My lyre is unstrung,

    The songs I'd have sung

    Are sunk in cacophonous humstrum.

    August 27, 2017

  • Memorializing lost friends

    The clamor of laughter ascends:

    Let drinks that we quaff

    Be their cenotaph.

    Fond recall's a marker that mends.

    August 26, 2017

  • The restless afflicted with stray foot

    Are never persuaded to stay put.

    Their home is a plane,

    A tour boat or train,

    Their worldly goods packed in a bahut.

    August 25, 2017

  • I knew a most privileged cat.

    The throne where this prodigy sat

    Was lavishly built

    With silver and gilt,

    Upholstered in rare galuchat.

    August 24, 2017

  • See another version of the back-handed compliment in comments at facetely.

    August 23, 2017

  • How praise when the show fails completely?

    Why, smiling, just comment discreetly,

    "You've never been better!"

    It's true to the letter

    And solves your dilemma facetely.

    See another solution to this problem in comments at dabster.

    August 23, 2017

  • The peace of the house may require

    A deaf ear to what could transpire.

    A prudent necessity

    Is selective cecity -

    To act the benevolent liar.

    August 22, 2017

  • Thank you, bilby.

    August 22, 2017

  • With passage of years we should learn

    That night's not the time for concern.

    Lay worries aside

    For they will abide

    And await when the sky turns azurn.

    August 21, 2017

  • A skunk came last night and he stinked us.

    I count this event a distinct plus:

    There's little that's minus

    In clearing the sinus

    And giving the throat a swift linctus.

    August 20, 2017

  • Is there a reason that toped (see 11/1/2016 below) is unacceptable?

    August 19, 2017

  • ebriosity

    August 19, 2017

  • The worst are consumed with ferocity;

    Protections alarm by their paucity.

    It's tempting to yield-

    Abandon the field-

    And sink into deep ebriosity.

    August 19, 2017

  • Oh, thanks to the generous pigeon

    Contributing his humble smidgen!

    He's doing his part

    For out-of-doors art

    With dollops of fresh white badigeon.

    August 18, 2017

  • If you would imbibe and waddle not

    Give heed to the size of bottle bought.

    The short road to ruin

    Is steep and it's strewn

    With many an empty pottle-pot.

    August 17, 2017

  • When first the spring meadows are greening

    The cycle of life shows most meaning.

    See four-footed young

    Like flowers new sprung,

    The foal and the calf and the yeanling.

    August 17, 2017

  • When bound for the last destination

    I hope to create no sensation,

    Ask no trumpet blast

    To hear at the last

    But subtle and sweet avolation.

    August 16, 2017

  • See Lucullan.

    August 15, 2017

  • So jealous are chefs of their story

    They'll quibble at terms gustatory.

    Your balls in a pot

    Will still get as hot

    And you'll claim it's all to your glory.

    August 15, 2017

  • In higher class fry cooking vessels

    Each savory orb of meat nestles.

    What mere cooks will call

    The common meatball

    A master chef turns into cecils.

    August 15, 2017

  • A diplomat viewing disaster

    Might say that the artist's a dabster.

    Though bungling's averred

    The Janus-faced word

    Is heard as the praise of a master.

    August 14, 2017

  • A fox pup must study and train hard

    Or risk he's dismissed as a caynard.

    The skulk's tough tuition

    Achieves full fruition

    In raising a wily red Reynard.

    August 13, 2017

  • As talk for the troubled's a palliative

    And Congress, a failing collaborative,

    Inept to the hilt

    Is Babel rebuilt,

    It's frantic and futilely babblative.

    August 12, 2017

  • Don't fall for the cynical listicle

    Where news is typically mythical.

    The "ten things you must"

    Are hot air and dust,

    Just click-bait that's wickedly twistical.

    August 11, 2017

  • On tv at most he was B-list

    (Absent a C- or a D- list)

    But still self-assessed

    As clearly the best.

    The goblin's a true autotheist.

    August 10, 2017

  • Thank you kindly, ruzuzu. The challenge with such words is to resist the obvious "-ography" rhymes but after years of this I am running out of dodges.

    August 10, 2017

  • Potemkin knew ways to delude.

    His town was struck down and renewed

    Repeatedly, doggedly,

    A feat of sceneography,

    The man was a talented dude.

    August 9, 2017

  • They say the great pyramid had it,

    Though sheathing of marble once clad it:

    The way to the tomb

    (And curses of doom)

    Began with a well-hidden adit.

    August 8, 2017

  • He copied the language and tone

    The goblin prefers on the phone,

    But, lacking the bite

    Of soul-searing spite,

    The Mooch proved a pale epigone.

    August 7, 2017

  • torque, v. to offend, to arouse anger.

    Ex.: Police say that between four counties, Jack McPeak stole flags from fire departments, schools, cemeteries, “and the one that really torques me off,” said Keith County Sheriff Jeff Stevens, “the American Legion.”

    https://www.facebook.com/NPTelegraph/posts/1350267468330821

    Google "really torques me" to find many such examples. Kitit, in comments at tork, reports that this expression was common when he was a teenager in the 1960s. I am about the same age as Kitit and I do not recall hearing this expression while growing up in New England. It may be a regionalism.

    August 7, 2017

  • See torque.

    August 7, 2017

  • Remember the fun that it used to be

    Reciting beloved Mother Goosery?

    Those memorable rhymes

    Limned foibles and crimes,

    So making mind shaping more lusory.

    August 6, 2017

  • The footwear that's always in vogue in

    The Maine woods is clearly the brogan.

    They'll withstand the suck

    Of voracious muck

    Awaiting in every pokelogan.

    August 5, 2017

  • In dark streets the living have flown

    A ghostly voice pleads all alone.

    The cry of that tranter,

    Ethereal chanter,

    Is that of sweet Molly Malone.

    August 4, 2017

  • My cat chases sunlight in pathces

    And bathes in the warmth that attaches.

    Devout thermophile,

    She'll squirm for a while

    Then nap in each one that she catches.

    August 3, 2017

  • An expression that deserves reanimation.

    August 2, 2017

  • The suitor who will stimulate her

    Will be a sureness simulator,

    Implacably stout

    And scornful of doubt:

    Prince Charming the Opiniator.

    August 2, 2017

  • The hot show in town is neocracy

    With wonders the people will flock to see:

    The kleptocrat's portion!

    The moral contortion!

    A circus of preening hypocrisy!

    August 1, 2017

  • Enmeshed by so grievous events

    The sharp pang of panic relents.

    Sour fate dully rubs

    And makes mulligrubs

    From fevers of old discontents.

    July 31, 2017

  • Oh, hear the poet's gushing tongue

    Sing sweet, although a lushington!

    In drink, aloud,

    He charms the crowd,

    Yet on the page is nothing done.

    July 30, 2017

  • In Summer sweet passions can occur:

    There's many a sensual plan astir,

    So fruits of the season

    And wine beyond reason

    Fill young lover's hopeful hanaper.

    July 29, 2017

  • It's strange what comes to be beauteous:

    If renal disease put its root in us

    The optimist's eye

    Will ceaselessly try

    To spy the elusively luteous.

    July 28, 2017

  • sprung rhythm is rather elastic

    With changes from small to the drastic,

    So words you thought odd

    Can be even trod

    Though looking imparisyllabic.

    July 27, 2017

  • Cornelius tended to hurry.

    His gait on most days was a scurry,

    His costume, unkempt,

    A failing attempt

    To shape something more than a lurry.

    July 26, 2017

  • Put trust in no helmet or brassard

    For life is a game played at hazard,

    So fate's subtle arts

    Will find softer parts

    And kick your incompetent ass hard.

    July 25, 2017

  • The throwing of veggies is rude -

    A terrible waste of the food

    But I find good cause with

    The faux golden jawsmith

    Provoking a food throwing mood.

    July 24, 2017

  • A basement's decidedly plain

    And will for the many remain,

    But go win the Lotto

    And build you a grotto,

    An oenophile's cave or souterrain.

    July 23, 2017

  • When Ernest paces and frets all alone

    He prays for a call on the phone.

    To garner a word,

    Remotest preferred,

    He'll find the brachistochrone.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    July 23, 2017

  • We've made luxurious sport

    Of fingers reputedly short

    We'd be less elated

    To learn they're falcated,

    A brevity of ominous sort.

    July 21, 2017

  • A rhymer grown weary and stressed

    Does work that's not always the best.

    He needs a sabbatical

    In some sweet habitacle -

    A rhymless and rhythm-free rest.

    July 21, 2017

  • This house was once classy, by gosh,

    The walls with proud details awash.

    Some long-ago master

    Of decorative plaster

    Had spun out a web of guilloche.

    July 19, 2017

  • It matters not pale-faced or black

    In cities or furthest outback:

    The Aussies converse

    In patterns perverse;

    It's tall tales and endless borak.

    July 18, 2017

  • Beware lest like Eve you should meet

    A serpent who lies for a treat.

    That wily old snake meant

    To purvey a fakement

    For sheer love of simple deceit.

    July 17, 2017

  • From what I read you had to eat leaves and stems too, but I suspect wine was the point. The customers came eagerly and left happy.

    July 16, 2017

  • When rich folk felt clogged and unfree

    They'd travel to mountains or sea,

    Or make an escape tour

    Including a grape-cure

    To purge them of turgid ennui.

    July 16, 2017

  • A small-minded leader is fractious,

    One shriveled in heart is disastrous,

    But heaven forfend

    Our fate should depend

    On one who is brachydactylous.

    July 15, 2017

  • Your dress and gesture bespoke your role

    And safest in those days was prole

    To retain your head

    For a cap of bright red

    While dancing a mad carmagnole.

    July 14, 2017

  • A cave man might woo her with banter

    Or show shiny stones to enchant her,

    If wise she'll require

    That he light a fire

    Before she'll bed down in his antre.

    July 13, 2017

  • A lawyer can put on a show

    Of precedents, row upon row.

    It beggars belief

    To call it a "brief,"

    So name it instead "bordereau."

    July 12, 2017

  • A mystery cult needs a team

    To manage how origins seem

    And stem any schism

    Like euhemerism

    That threatens to spoil the dream.

    July 11, 2017

  • A marketeer hungry for fame

    Will give common practice a name.

    A vocalization

    Like glocalization

    Refreshes the same weary game.

    July 10, 2017

  • He's more than a chip off the block;

    This cave man is cock of the walk.

    Not Dad's eolith

    But rad neolith

    Is what he can knock from a rock.

    July 9, 2017

  • I am not a polyglot hero.

    My knowledge of Spanish is zero.

    I'd rather write "pasture"

    Than risk a disaster

    In rhyming with agostadero.

    July 8, 2017

  • At meetings of Lexical Nation

    A collation precedes some potation.

    There's never a chance

    They simply will "dance;"

    The evening must end in tripudiation.

    July 7, 2017

  • Though beef was but rarely a fisc fit

    On Paddy's Day they'd always risk it.

    The immigrant tide

    Took pleasure and pride

    In platters of cabbage and brisket.

    July 6, 2017

  • There's many a prez who'd flirt a bit

    High office bestows that perquisite

    But impulse erupts

    And power corrupts

    So never entrust a jerk with it.

    July 5, 2017

  • His brief part should have been droll,

    A gesture, a flourish, a girandole.

    But clownish excess

    From too much success

    Has trapped us now in the Grand Guignol.

    July 4, 2017

  • The pirates taxed beyond endurage

    They taxed for sailing and for moorage

    And charged every boat

    In that city afloat

    Ridiculous fees for the murage.

    July 3, 2017

  • A little word trips, hampers, attacks us.

    Resist; adopt a disciplined practice.

    Conjunctivitis

    Never will blight us,

    Defended by sharp paralaxis.

    July 2, 2017

  • It starts as a union placental,

    Persists as invisible tendril,

    But twins, so they say,

    May dwell far away

    And share in a way extramental.

    July 1, 2017

  • At yoga camp life's a bit lazier

    To mimic the graces of Asia.

    At breatharian camp

    The signature stamp

    Is general alarmed aerophagia.

    June 30, 2017

  • The folks in a mystical cult

    Sip potions to help them exult.

    The visions adepts see

    Provoke nympholepsy,

    Which is the desired result.

    June 29, 2017

  • The scheme of the vegan is gentle

    With quinoa and kale and the lentil.

    Are benefits real

    As followers feel,

    Or is its appeal nutrimental?

    June 28, 2017

  • The Word of the Day limerick for July 27, 2017 is meant to be read in the context of the comment posted at logothete on September 4, 2014.

    June 27, 2017

  • The warhorse was no longer fleet

    So had to be shrewd and discreet.

    Where stronger words failed

    Old Teddy assailed

    His foe with the slur, logothete.

    June 27, 2017

  • See porte cochère.

    June 27, 2017

  • At Daisy Mae's regular onfall

    The hollow resounds to her bonk call:

    "Come old men and young

    The wee and well-hung

    It don't matter none. I want y'all!"

    June 26, 2017

  • All night fans in frenzy gave tongue -

    Gargantuan efforts of lung!

    Despite boastful songs

    The team failed its throngs,

    Who slouched sadly homeward, head-hung.

    June 25, 2017

  • Some think that the Donald's an odd man,

    But others, a sweet-natured Lord's man.

    I must give the nod

    To the party of odd;

    His piety reeks of the fraudsman.

    June 24, 2017

  • While "nut job" and "loon" are dismissive

    Yet "mad" and "insane" echo fictive.

    The language amazes

    With terms for our crazes;

    It's supple and locodescriptive.

    June 23, 2017

  • ruzuzu and bilby combine

    Lamenting my poor withered vine,

    But if there's an ointment

    For cruel disappointment

    That comforting unction is mine.

    For limericks are careless of clime

    And ripen regardless of time.

    Their happiest chore

    Is spreading of spore

    To generate offspring in rhyme.

    June 23, 2017

  • The pattern is hard to ignore:

    Buy local and you are a locavore;

    If seeking cheap eats

    In veggies and meats

    You're frugal and known as a frugivore.

    June 22, 2017

  • Expressions of disapprobation

    Have many a nasty mutation:

    The cold look that lingers,

    The wagging of fingers,

    But worst is the endless jobation.

    June 21, 2017

  • A poet who's really astute

    Is neither obscure nor too cute.

    His work ought to dart

    Straight to the heart

    Not needing a shrewd hermeneut.

    June 20, 2017

  • See goodman.

    June 20, 2017

  • Meditation is surely our true call,

    Let light that's inside us imbue all

    The mists that conceal

    Resolve and congeal

    And peace will descend like the dewfall.

    June 19, 2017

  • As patience and rhyming time passes

    The evidence clearly amasses:

    If not quite deplorable

    At least it's ignorable.

    A word we don't need is ekphrasis.

    June 18, 2017

  • The Scots wanted all done in triplicate

    But folks became testy and sick of it.

    Now red tape's reduced,

    Contentment produced

    By banning the pesky testificate.

    June 17, 2017

  • spinach

    June 17, 2017

  • Now scholars, I read, have once more

    Uncovered a case of fakelore.

    That beckoning moon,

    That quaint demilune,

    Was carved in no true outhouse door.

    See http://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/outhouses-crescent-moons

    June 16, 2017

  • Alas, bonnie lassie, why weep?

    Our dearest loves we cannot keep.

    I see you're begrutten

    But eat up your mutton,

    The gift of your favorite sheep.

    June 15, 2017

  • His face was of a type privileged

    To be by the great bard ripe-imaged

    It's sagging and sallow,

    Twixt mucus and tallow,

    Immortalized now as tripe-visaged.

    N. B.: So far as I can tell this word has been used in earnest precisely once. All other instances are quotation of that passage in Henry IV, Part 2.

    June 14, 2017

  • May God in his mercy deliver us

    From beasts that are wild and carnivorous,

    From shoal-ridden shores

    And humorless bores,

    And all things that tend toward mortiferous.

    June 13, 2017

  • Bravo!

    June 13, 2017

  • Some years ago I was traveling with family through the Loire Valley and we passed through the town of Tours. In the central part of the city there is an ancient tower (French “tour”). It was plain that if we had stopped to be guided through that remnant we would be taking the Tours tour tour.

    June 12, 2017

  • See comments at sparkle.

    June 12, 2017

  • Sparkle, sparkle, puny orb;

    Will I your mys'try e'er absorb,

    Lording over everything

    Like a rock star trailing bling?

    -by Quentin M. Sullivan

    See comments at scintillate.

    June 12, 2017

  • A tiger might flex a fierce fascicle

    And show you dentition carnassial.

    Would he likely munch on

    Your haunch for a luncheon?

    I think you can bet your sweet ass he will.

    June 12, 2017

  • Mortality's sentence is eating her

    But panic will doom her the speedier.

    She seizes in terror

    On all forms of error

    Including the fatal inedia.

    See also breatharian and comments at autotroph and photovore.

    June 11, 2017

  • I used to have a carbuncle. He was wonderfully helpful with "normally aspirated" car engines but became an anachronism when fuel injection came in. He works on lawn mowers now.

    June 10, 2017

  • If fibbers are guilty of fibbery

    Then sybarites wallow in sybary.

    A scribe who is given

    To squibs hasty scriven

    Is lost in the thickets of squibbery.

    June 10, 2017

  • Ecologists warn us that fish

    Are not a sustainable dish.

    Enlightened philosophy

    Eschews ichthyophagy,

    Or so would the scientists wish.

    June 9, 2017

  • So what's with the dogs' shaggy story

    And why do the pooches grab glory?

    If she's left unhindered

    My cat is long winded

    And, much like a mutt, is ambagitory.

    June 8, 2017

  • If ruzuzu could drink what she'd druther

    It'd be some astringent or other.

    A natural quirk,

    Genetics at work

    In one who calls vinegar "mother."

    June 7, 2017

  • The hot shots are flying pellmell

    And groundlings aren't able to tell:

    Was that trick more nimble than

    A flamboyant Immelmann

    Or more of a normal chandelle?

    June 7, 2017

  • ไข่เยี่ยวม้า (khai yiao ma), literally "horse piss eggs," is the Thai term for what are more commonly called "hundred year old eggs." These are hard boiled eggs pickled to a deep brown. Supposedy the old Thai recipe used horse urine as the pickling agent.

    June 7, 2017

  • His mem'ry is still a bit foggy

    (These days he often wakes groggy).

    He gropes for those truths

    He found in the booze

    Last night in his bright mystagogy.

    June 6, 2017

  • We learn from the lesson of Gideon,

    Who vanquished the army of Midian,

    Success takes invention

    And not close attention

    To rules in some stale enchiridion.

    Judges 7:17–22

    June 5, 2017

  • I try hard to rhyme up to spec

    But sometimes I put out pure dreck.

    It is most convenient

    My readers are lenient

    And bilby will not wring my neck.

    June 4, 2017

  • His antics are having effects bizarre.

    Take note of the nerve-shattered wrecks we are!

    The truth, be it told:

    He's hungry for gold

    And driven by deep pleonexia.

    June 4, 2017

  • No posting by this time is strange,

    Exceeding by far normal range.

    Yet here must we languish,

    Wordless in anguish.

    The Word of the Day does not change.

    June 4, 2017

  • Cruel mockers beware, woe betide!

    For Ernest's no safe man to chide.

    He knows words with edges,

    So legend alleges.

    His sharp tongue may baffle but gride.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    June 3, 2017

  • The oenophile's delicate senses

    Take shelter from vulgar pretenses.

    No plonk's to be found

    Within his surround,

    Defended by strong piquette fences.

    June 2, 2017

  • Puzzling how, in spite of everything, Australians enjoy such a reputation for friendliness. Perhaps bilby’s ill humor is the result of frustration with the Australian dung beetle problem. It seems the place is covered in shit.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Dung_Beetle_Project

    June 1, 2017

  • Their tastes are demanding for sure:

    From sniffing to careful morsure

    Dung beetles commit

    To freshness in shit

    And none but the finest ordure.

    June 1, 2017

  • Be sweet at the start and intenerate

    And hope that your arguments penetrate.

    If the blockhead's unmoved

    By good sense, though proved,

    Then seize him and quickly defenestrate,

    May 31, 2017

  • To raise your verse above the babble

    Start out with the simplest dabble.

    Begin with June/moon

    And find very soon

    Your voice become fluent and habile.

    May 30, 2017

  • "Delicious" is marketing hype

    While "mac" marks a plain-spoken type.

    It seems to me "codlin,"

    Is rather too maudlin

    For fruit that you coax to be ripe.

    May 29, 2017

  • The wedding once done, a race ensues

    Involving the lusty kilted youths.

    The new-minted missus

    Will dole out some kisses

    To he who comes first in the broose.

    According to the OED the vowel in broose is one of those peculiarly Scottish stranglings. Think of the sound made by an expiring bagpipe as it dwindles to a flaccid state. I have elected to rhyme it as you see. Those who want perfect authenticity should abuse the rhyming words into conformity.

    May 28, 2017

  • When bored to the end of your rope

    Try a toy that will help you to cope:

    Watch atoms decay

    In their frivolous way

    In the lens of a spinthariscope.

    May 27, 2017

  • The Yucatan narrates the birth

    Of changes for old Mother Earth.

    The pastoral scene

    Hides a vast astrobeme,

    The secret to dinosaur dearth.

    For a description of the Chicxulub crater and its relation to the Cretaceous–Paleogene extinction event, see

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicxulub_crater

    May 26, 2017

  • Thank you, hh.

    May 26, 2017

  • A Kalenjin youth's preparation

    For manhood involves separation

    From infantile joys,

    And foreskins of boys,

    And comfort as harsh depuration.

    The Kalenjin people of Kenya dominate marathon running worldwide. For a treatment of the role of coming of age traditions in fostering this dominance see:

    http://www.npr.org/sections/parallels/2013/11/01/241895965/how-one-kenyan-tribe-produces-the-worlds-best-runners

    May 25, 2017

  • The Wordie affliction's a curse;

    Indifference, however, is worse.

    How blessed the infection

    That raises objection

    And moves gentle bilby to verse.

    May 24, 2017

  • Our grief seeks surcease and a remedy,

    A passage from pain to serenity,

    And such is the meaning

    Of inchoate keening

    Or intricate weave of a threnody.

    May 24, 2017

  • The voter is bored with me-tooism,

    Impatient with faux folksy truism.

    He longs for much more

    Like great days of yore

    When orators mastered euphuism.

    May 23, 2017

  • It's fine if the state is initial

    When infancy's cute and official,

    But helpless and squalling,

    Is sad and appalling

    When old folk are worn to altricial.

    May 22, 2017

  • I know how the vampirish sort doth:

    Their fashion is always to sport goth.

    Their trademarks are fangs

    And ebony bangs

    And capes that are sewn out of mortcloth.

    May 21, 2017

  • Cult members once loved how he talked

    But now for his gaffes he's bemocked.

    His status, once clerical,

    Is changed to chimerical.

    The high priest of con is defrocked.

    May 20, 2017

  • tristero, you must be a cat lover. Penelope (my aged cat) and I rejoice in your approval.

    May 19, 2017

  • My cat for the most part's indolent

    And curled in sleep seeming innocent,

    But fidgets will twitch her

    From dreams that bewitch her

    Betraying ambitions sanguinolent.

    May 19, 2017

  • Consider the choices you have

    Selecting a soup of the slav.

    There's bigos, quite thick,

    Or pick one that's quick

    And dine on a fresh bowl of schav.

    May 18, 2017

  • Sounds a lot like “okaley dokaley,” the favorite expression of assent of Ned Flanders, Homer Simpson’s pious neighbor. Could this be evidence of the influence of Dutch folk tradition on The Simpsons? There might be a PhD dissertation there.

    May 17, 2017

  • My friend, alas, made up her mind

    To credit some claims of dafter kind.

    So reason's traduced,

    It's trumped and seduced

    By visions supplied the purblind.

    May 17, 2017

  • Said Bach to his bold interlocutor,

    "It seems, sir, you are a provocateur.

    While true, it's been said

    I'm matchless in bed,

    I'm also an unmatched hymnographer."

    May 16, 2017

  • See comments at tetric.

    May 15, 2017

  • I see that some GNU collaborator (or perhaps an imperious spell checker), in plundering The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia for a definition of "tetric " has assumed the old and honorable "froward" to be a misspelling of "forward" and has "corrected" it.

    Obscurity makes one a coward

    Another finds language empowered:

    It's timid and horrid

    To substitute forward

    From distrust of stubborn old froward.

    May 15, 2017

  • The fare at the fair is eclectic:

    You might spy a clown with a pet trick,

    See shows of all styles

    For thrills and for smiles

    And nary a visage that's tetric.

    May 15, 2017

  • The votes had been willy nilly cast

    Electing our materfamilias.

    Electoral flunkies

    (Those mischievous monkeys)

    Appointed instead a male silly ass.

    May 14, 2017

  • Perfumed were the notes Melissa sent

    With sweet and enticing kiss of scent,

    Beguiled was my ear

    When lips were more near

    To hear her soft whispers mellisonant.

    May 13, 2017

  • *deep bows and blushes*

    May 13, 2017

  • An oracle who's on the decline

    Is desperate to peddle a sign.

    She must sell a bodement

    To pay her abode rent

    And maintain her practice divine.

    May 12, 2017

  • A brewmaster's post is a sinecure

    In abstinent towns such as Srinagar,

    But still they are tickled

    With veggies well pickled

    So happy with Gallagher's vinegar.

    May 12, 2017

  • Or, in the case of impatient lovers, you might see a pronghorn ant elope.

    May 12, 2017

  • The ale that is brewed by one Gallagher

    Is never a champion challenger.

    The judge always fails it.

    I don't know what ails it

    But, my! It's a fine batch of alegar.

    May 11, 2017

  • Since The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia was last published in 1914 I think the most Mr. Foreman can claim for his 2005 contribution is a novel coinage made in ignorance that the word already had a definition.

    May 10, 2017

  • Romanians mostly are gracious,

    With smiles on their welcoming faces,

    But should it transpire

    You've met a vampire

    Then count on him turning mordacious.

    May 10, 2017

  • Zuzu, your praise is a perfect balm.

    May 9, 2017

  • The dumb beasts can't voice their complaint

    That men are more psycho than saint,

    So must remain stoic

    In this psychozoic,

    But contented neighbors they ain't.

    May 9, 2017

  • Success is often a toss of fate

    For politicians who oscillate.

    Observers may savor

    A fortunate waver

    As willingness to patrocinate.

    May 8, 2017

  • There's worship of differing quality

    From reverence to outright frivolity

    The champ of bizarre,

    The oddest by far,

    Is Hollywood tinsel astrolatry

    May 7, 2017

  • In Latin he'll punish, by Jove,

    Those schoolboys whose silly minds rove.

    Hell get their attention

    With endless declension

    And looks that are classically torve.

    May 6, 2017

  • Erect he's the humble number eight

    But, privileged to help out the great,

    And supple and nimble,

    Reclines as a symbol,

    So toppled becomes the lemniscate.

    May 5, 2017

  • His fitness for office eludes us.

    He seems like one of The Stooges.

    His character's wriggly

    Yet he projects bigly,

    So failings are shown loud and hugeous.

    May 4, 2017

  • If shipwrecked on a desert strand

    Exploit the things you find on hand.

    It takes but a brio jiff

    To make up a neoglyph

    By spelling out "Help!" in the sand.

    May 3, 2017

  • Assessing the speed of fast yachts

    You'll estimate headway in knots.

    A crew that's not bashful

    Will keep the craft rap-full;

    The knots that they make will be lots.

    May 2, 2017

  • At softball we played plenty bad

    So heed my sad jeremiad:

    Though students of lit

    May prosper at wit

    They're bad at forming an ennead.

    May 1, 2017

  • Most insults are quickly construed

    But Scots are inventively rude.

    I find it off-putting -

    The Brit as pock-pudding -

    From folks who treat haggis as food.

    April 30, 2017

  • A blender is most efficacious

    At rendering foodstuff pultaceous

    You'll whip up a doozy

    Of banana smoothy

    With yogurt and fruit that's musaceous.

    April 29, 2017

  • The college ideal's medieval.

    Though all crave relations "collegial,"

    Now academe's groves

    Are turned profit troves

    Are blasted to barren pedregal.

    April 28, 2017

  • There is going to have to be a Trentrance before there is a Trexit. Turkey is not a member of the EU.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Accession_of_Turkey_to_the_European_Union

    April 27, 2017

  • As youths they were doubtless robustious

    But proved to be smart and industrious.

    The twig's not ill bent

    By youthful ferment;

    The pack are become quite illustrious.

    April 27, 2017

  • When Ernest is off on word chases

    His appetite's often voracious.

    For convenience' sake

    He'll blend up a shake

    And suck down his suppers pultaceous.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    April 26, 2017

  • What a great name for a plant! I saw “crybaby tree” on the Recently Loved Words list and had to check it out. The most succinct explanation I found is;

    The plant you are asking about is Erythrina crista-galli. A native of Brazil, it will actually grow into a tree during periods of mild winters. Otherwise, it does tend to be more shrubby (though large) when frozen back to the ground regularly. The common name "crybaby" comes from the formation of drops of nectar which drip from the flowers like tear drops. This is a great hummingbird plant, as the tiny, nectar feeding birds find the red flowers irresistible.

    To be found at:

    http://www.nola.com/homegarden/index.ssf/2014/05/what_is_the_latin_name_of_the.html

    I want one.

    April 25, 2017

  • The master must make his objective

    Instruction that's clear and effective.

    The best way to train

    Is with a quick cane

    For young'uns are quite nociceptive.

    April 25, 2017

  • The kings that the Nile gods anoint

    Had tombs that were flat-topped but quaint

    Long gone now, mastaba,

    Near far-off Aqaba

    As pyramids made more a point.

    April 24, 2017

  • The addict is wrapped in the dire hug

    Of mania felt as a higher tug.

    For twitchers it's birds,

    For others it's words

    Or smoke and bright flame for the firebug.

    April 23, 2017

  • This leaves me scratching my head. An "engineer hoist with his own petard" (from Hamlet) is a bomb-layer blown up by his own device. How is this without foundation? It seems to me a fruitful metaphor. In fact, the “See also” list at the end of this expression’s Wikipedia entry is full of possibilities:

    Own goal

    Poetic justice

    Irony

    List of inventors killed by their own inventions

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoist_with_his_own_petard

    April 22, 2017

  • The Polish eat more than just ham.

    They breakfast on pancakes and jam.

    They garnish with sea moss

    Their big bowls of bigos,

    But mostly their kitchens make spam.

    April 22, 2017

  • The Scot has his kilts and his pipes

    And names for the scorn-worthy types:

    The treacherous skellums

    And obnoxious blellums,

    Ungainly and foolhardy gypes.

    April 21, 2017

  • A jazz magazine seeks a tool

    To edit without being cruel.

    I think that the diple,

    Deployed rather hiply,

    Is both copacetic and cool.

    April 20, 2017

  • Isn't all hair "pre-owned?" Who knows what shocking things have been done to it.

    April 20, 2017

  • In attempting to dissect "stompclacker" (Using thick gloves and very long tools. He's a wily one, that bilby.) I came across the following document which purports to be a glossary of informal medical terms current in Yorkshire. It's good for some chuckles.

    https://regmedia.co.uk/2006/04/24/glossary_for_international_recruits.pdf

    April 20, 2017

  • See examples at whupass.

    April 19, 2017

  • See comments at tin of hooraybum.

    April 19, 2017

  • I think our resident marsupial misconstrues the meaning of "whoop" in the countrified American expression "open a can of whupass.". It is not a celebratory cry but rather means a whipping or beating. So, one trash-talking basketball player might say to his adversary, "I'm gonna whup your ass!" To open a can of whupass is to invite calamity. It is a more local and limited version of opening Pandora's box.

    I find the key syllables spelled as an unhyphenated "whoopass," hyphenated as "whoop-ass," and as two words - "whoop ass." The first syllable may be whoop, woop, wup, or whup. The most common version I find is "whupass."

    A more exact British version might be, "open a tin of thrashbottom." The trouble with this formulation, however, is that the threat may not be received as entirely unwelcome. We colonials hear stories of the widespread plying of the cane on tender young bottoms in the "public" schools and of a fondness for such "correction" that persists into adulthood. Would an English cricketer intimidate his opponent by pledging to thrash his bottom or would he make a new friend?

    Perhaps bilby could lay a long ear to the ground and provide us with an Australian equivalent.

    April 19, 2017

  • Though bobbleheads children may call us

    Our wrynecks do bring us some solace.

    The world's all askew

    But not in our view:

    It's righted by our torticollis.

    April 19, 2017

  • All sages I'm sure will concur

    On need for a good porte-bonheur,

    A charm to protect

    And maybe deflect

    Capricious storms of force majeure.

    April 18, 2017

  • The sites that take celebrity pulse

    Compete to make voyeurs convulse

    By plying the fools

    With gossipy jewels,

    But big lovely lies are a bulse.

    April 17, 2017

  • I've heard that some "hunt" for big game

    Where imported beasts are near tame.

    No need for safari

    Or wise old shikari.

    They'll come if you call them by name.

    April 16, 2017

  • Preparing the food for a sloop

    Or any adventurous troop,

    You cook down your bouilli

    Until it gets gooey

    Then dry it to portable soup.

    April 15, 2017

  • There once was a filly in Taunton

    Whose ways were unruly and wanton.

    A fellow beguiled her

    And rendered her milder,

    A wrangler who knew how to daunton.

    April 14, 2017

  • The alleys in Yorkshire are dim

    With hazards to life and to limb.

    There's many a gin mill

    Down a dark ginnel

    Where drinking's determined and grim.

    April 13, 2017

  • The cave-salesman pitched how to delve

    With flint that surmounted a helve:

    "Save knuckles and nails

    And move dirt in bales,

    Why, one man can work as though twelve!"

    April 12, 2017

  • You've busted the boffin's barometer!

    You're too hot for one nerd's thermometer!

    The charms that he's treasured

    Can only be measured

    By means of a a pyrheliometer.

    April 11, 2017

  • André wore a sneer on his bouche

    Intended to mark him farouche.

    But his faux mystery

    Was mostly gaucherie;

    The poor guy appeared only louche.

    April 10, 2017

  • In Lagos when taking a taxi

    The old hands are wary and savvy.

    They close their eyes tight

    To limit the fright,

    And cling to their favorite saphie.

    April 9, 2017

  • The print roller, Eve, is the matrix,

    But note the paternalist basics:

    The pattern's true source,

    Its "Adam," of course,

    Is naturally thought of as patrix.

    April 8, 2017

  • With duty and greed in collision

    What think you the Goblin's decision?

    His honor's a pittance

    That's sent in remittance

    For grand enough deeds of misprision.

    April 7, 2017

  • He seemed long ago a mere hellion;

    His victims then limned a rapscallion,

    And footsie with Vlad

    Is more than just bad.

    It's making a case for perduellion.

    April 6, 2017

  • The Goblin-in-chief in his pride

    Thinks science is safely defied.

    Grotesque though his stance is

    Still warming advances,

    Foreshadowing brute omnicide.

    April 5, 2017

  • Aka a mutt?

    April 4, 2017

  • Our cat does not deign to condemn,

    But gives a sharp feline, "Ahem!"

    Attention once won

    We know then to shun

    That thing that Herself would contemn.

    April 4, 2017

  • My jacket I know has a vent

    But too little time have I spent

    In learning the lesson

    Of clothes that I dress in

    To praise the ubiquitous fent.

    April 3, 2017

  • The player piano and rest be gone,

    Obsessives are on a quest beyond

    To catch every part

    Of symphonic art

    In gears of a wondrous orchestrion.

    April 2, 2017

  • Court jester was never a simple gig

    Though tired you danced a nimble jig

    Since courtiers were fond

    At times to be conned

    You had to have mastered the thimblerig.

    April 1, 2017

  • He rises to urgently micturate

    But, tending to totter and titubate,

    He's slow to the door -

    Can hold it no more -

    Arriving, alas, just a bit too late.

    March 31, 2017

  • Write down this in bold and italics!

    Watch out for the bilby called Alex,

    Using various masks

    For nefarious tasks

    But known by his want of a hallux.

    March 30, 2017

  • A fellow by name of Abe Chisolm

    Could jive to the Trumpian rhythm,

    And the pleasure he got

    Was better than thought.

    It's sweeter to swing to simplism.

    March 30, 2017

  • Hmm: bilby, macrotis, pinkie? I think this particular bandicoot carries too many passports to be trusted.

    March 30, 2017

  • For all of the famed Aussie vaunting

    Ennobling this creature is daunting.

    A macrotis will still be

    No more than a bilby,

    And always that hallux is wanting.

    March 29, 2017

  • In labs that the old movies offer us

    The science is mad and preposterous:

    Alembics that bubble

    As foretastes of trouble

    And ominous electrophorous

    March 29, 2017

  • The word means a cheese like a turd

    And sounding in French is preferred:

    "..Un peu de crottin

    Pour les oeufs au gratin.."

    To rhyme it in English's absurd.

    But Ernest, when he is besotten,

    All lexical niceness forgotten,

    Is apt to command,

    "The Froggies be damned!

    I'll order a portion of crottin."

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    March 28, 2017

  • Consider their lives of travail:

    Contentment so brief and so frail,

    Of offspring bereft

    And little time left,

    Should poultry yet suffer a squail?

    March 27, 2017

  • That beady-eyed bloke's microphthalmia

    Provokes less than general neuralgia.

    The pain is terrific

    In a place most specific:

    His gaze causes instant proctalgia.

    March 26, 2017

  • The voice, your dull pol will insist,

    Is his and not his ventriloquist.

    He'll grasp at renown

    As contortionist clown,

    Or fame as an agile equilibrist.

    March 25, 2017

  • Consultants who line the Potomac

    Like sadhus all-knowing and gnomic,

    Must sense any drift

    As paying tides shift

    And never be caught antidromic.

    March 24, 2017

  • Boiled scraps and leftover slaws get

    Decanted with herbs through a gauze net.

    That filtering cloth

    Produces a broth

    You're proud to serve up in your posnet.

    March 23, 2017

  • Vote counting has turned for the bad —

    The fraud claims and strange hanging chad,

    The mystery trove of note

    Or mischievous overvote,

    Now Russians come hacking us. Sad!

    March 22, 2017

  • The legions who civilized Gaul

    At Scotland were forced to a stall.

    'Twas best to corral 'em

    Beyond a strong vallum,

    So Hadrian built him a wall.

    March 21, 2017

  • When riled at the start he will mutter.

    More outrage will bring on a stutter,

    Then, gone all forbearance,

    Comes full incoherence

    Till, limply, a lisp and a thutter.

    March 20, 2017

  • It's funny: "urinal" is one of those persistent little buggers who seem to hop from foot to foot squealing, "Rhyme me! Rhyme me!" It tried to intrude on "diuturnal" on the twelfth of this month and it did hitch a ride on "supernal" about a year ago. Given the amount of time spent in earnest intercourse with the appliance by the urbanized male of our species this cocky familiarity (to coin a phrase) should probably not surprise.

    March 20, 2017

  • Democracy! What was there grander

    Till slain by the sly gerrymander?

    The game's uninominal,

    But cheating's phenomenal,

    As witness our new chief commander.

    March 19, 2017

  • The omens support no disguise

    So prophets and scholars surmise:

    The dark data boom

    Will bring on our doom.

    Technography spells our demise.

    For this use of "dark data" see:

    https://www.theguardian.com/politics/2017/feb/26/robert-mercer-breitbart-war-on-media-steve-bannon-donald-trump-nigel-farage

    March 18, 2017

  • The Auld Sod is blessed with a hat trick

    In Columbkille, Brigid and Patrick

    And, so the monks tell us,

    They're none of them jealous,

    Their patronage sweetly sympatric.

    March 17, 2017

  • Post-dinner I'm always quite keen

    My crystal should boast a bright sheen

    If rubbing's assiduous

    The pantry is stridulous,

    To tell me they're all squeaky clean.

    March 16, 2017

  • The oenophile's tightly knit group

    Has formed its own musical troupe.

    The bibulous chums,

    Indifferent to drums,

    Will march to the beat of the cloop.

    March 15, 2017

  • Though yeast bread is higher in status

    It's likely to bring on some flatus,

    But nothing will squelch

    The renegade belch

    Like scones or a bread saleratus.

    March 14, 2017

  • Though once a dainty ankle viewed

    Was thought unspeakably lewd,

    Now limbs can go bare

    And no one will stare

    It's all the effect of consuetude.

    March 13, 2017

  • The wise man will write in his journal

    And capture the day while it's vernal,

    For time, we know, flies

    And memory lies,

    But truth written down's diuturnal.

    March 12, 2017

  • A good judge's solemn obligation

    Is blindness to erstwhile association.

    No matter how close he be

    To his former socii

    He rules indifferent to affiliation.

    March 11, 2017

  • Carême from the pillared Vendôme

    And Beeton in her homely tome

    Found a tsunami

    Of meaty umami

    In the mythical juice, osmazome

    March 10, 2017

  • The birds in dawn chorus confirm

    The early bird captures the worm.

    The cries of the winners

    And slugabed sinners

    Produce a cacophonous chirm.

    March 9, 2017

  • A fine word for drum is the tympanum

    I'm glad steel alloys with molybdenum.

    I like frankincense

    But scent's more intense

    If I call it a cloud of olibanum.

    March 8, 2017

  • Go contract yourself a consultant

    And read the report that's resultant,

    Or save yourself time

    By heeding this rhyme

    And know that our product's* demulcent.

    *Insert favorite snake oil.

    March 7, 2017

  • The Donald's frail feelings will bruise

    If journos do aught but enthuse

    His best embrocation

    For such irritation

    Is persistent cries of "fake news!"

    March 6, 2017

  • A brewery to Angus has charm;

    He feels there he's safe from all harm:

    The vats and the kegs,

    The browst and the dregs,

    Enfold like a comforting barm.

    March 5, 2017

  • A Solanaceae Family Reunion

    The family still tries to keep touch:

    While Spuds don't socialize much

    The Peppers will gab

    At any confab.

    (Tomatoes will weep and then clutch.)

    The happy throng fills the bright glades,

    But Aubergine quails as light fades.

    A shadow fell upon her

    Of deadly Belladonna,

    The lunatic aunt of Nightshades.

    The laughter dies down if she stays

    But rises again when she strays

    From nervous relief!

    Their season's so brief

    They'll not be denied salad days.

    March 4, 2017

  • There once was a sycophant, Eric,

    Obligingly calm or hysteric.

    He'd quickly adapt

    To whatever was apt.

    His nature was quite amphoteric.

    He'd mime, if need be, courtly grace,

    But gossip in ways truly base.

    His manner was placid

    Or dripping with acid

    As suited his welfare's best case.

    March 4, 2017

  • Thank you, ruzuzu, for your kind words and for informing me that tomatoes, potatoes, peppers, etc, are all nightshade cousins. It is a small world, isn’t it? Food for thought, so to speak. I will henceforth view my tomatoes askance.

    March 3, 2017

  • A doab, which often is beautiful,

    Is not just some land interfluvial:

    Its two rivers merge

    In a nuptial surge

    And writhe in a torrent connubial.

    See comments at doab.

    March 3, 2017

  • Tomato's no veg, as you may know,

    And maybe it's true if you say so,

    But the brute is a fruit

    And the spud is a root

    So how'd they beget a pomato?

    March 2, 2017

  • Fear not! Ernest is harmless to all but himself.

    March 1, 2017

  • OED

    Irish. A peasant, churl; also (Sc.) a spectre.

    March 1, 2017

  • When Ernest pursues a young maid

    He uses the tools of his trade.

    He spreads sugared glazes

    And strews honeyed phrases-

    A blizzard of sweet cassonade.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    March 1, 2017

  • Sweet flora is apt to astonish us,

    As nature is pleased to admonish us,

    For sardony's breath

    Makes mock of our death:

    Her last laugh is risus sardonicus.

    February 28, 2017

  • Laquearia is a genus of fungi in the Rhytismatales order. The relationship of this taxon to other taxa within the order is unknown (incertae sedis), and it has not yet been placed with certainty into any family.1

    It also can mean a paneled ceiling. This is used in literary works such as The Waste Land, and Aeneid.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laquearia

    February 28, 2017

  • A bullock at work that barrow-tram

    Was otherwise only a callow lamb.

    He met a faux gypsy

    Who helped him get tipsy

    Then took all his cash with a tarot scam.

    February 28, 2017

  • See rawboned.

    February 28, 2017

  • Do tenants or sharecroppers ofter

    Lay claim as to whose bed is softer?

    The mezzadro is freer

    In his mezzeria,

    But none is so quaint as the crofter.

    February 27, 2017

  • If a heart has a feeble or slow tick

    There's a tried and a true medico trick.

    They virtually seize it

    And rhythmically squeeze it

    With drugs that are called inotropic.

    February 26, 2017

  • The Word of the Day, if you will,

    Is only the grist for the mill

    The rhymes in their dread pace

    Cascade down the headrace

    So the rumble of verse is not still.

    February 25, 2017

  • Rob Burns wrote some verse on a louse -

    Apostrophized once a wee mouse.

    Was I out of school when

    We studied his fool-hen

    Or has he not honored the grouse?

    February 24, 2017

  • I take a great pleasure in knowing

    That aftermath follows on mowing.

    This naming of eddish

    Has turned to my fetish

    And foggage foretells the next sowing.

    February 23, 2017

  • Like words that hide in ellipsis

    Or planets obscured by eclipses,

    Some peace-seeking prey

    Have mastered a way

    To thrive under threat using crypsis.

    February 22, 2017

  • See comments at cheese dream.

    February 21, 2017

  • n. An especially vivid and/or bizarre dream.

    n. An open-faced sandwich of grilled or broiled cheese on bread.

    I came across this term in a Guardian interview with Lorraine Bracco:

    The famous fill Bracco’s conversation. Somehow, though, it feels less like namedropping than her just being one of those people for whom life ended up like an ongoing cheese dream, random faces drifting by. Madonna turns up here, Christopher Walken there.

    https://www.theguardian.com/film/2017/feb/20/lorraine-bracco-goodfellas-the-sopranos-martin-scorsese

    It seems to be a British expression and may be founded in a study of British cheeses published by the British Cheese Board in 2005 claiming to have determined that eating cheese just before going to bed can affect your dreams. It further claimed that the type of cheese you ate controlled what sort of dream you had: Stilton for bizarre effects, cheddar for dreams of celebrities, etc.

    http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4851485

    I have seen it used as two words and as a hyphenated word. The definition I provide above is my best guess at the application of this term. Can anyone add more to this?

    (For the sake of completeness I include the sandwich definition but I am in no way curious about that. It has a Wikipedia entry.)

    February 21, 2017

  • A sailor should be a good knotter

    And know how to rig his lines tauter:

    So master the riches

    Of bowline and hitches

    And humble but mem'rable snotter.

    February 21, 2017

  • My tea, made of herbs and holistic,

    Has a health-giving characteristic:

    It soothes and it tames

    Intestines in flames

    Because it is antiphlogistic.

    February 20, 2017

  • The egg can be coy and just float;

    Her suitor though must locomote.

    An ambitious sperm

    Must earnestly squirm

    If ever he'll be a zygote.

    February 19, 2017

  • No doubt a precursor to the zigzagabout, which will bring traffic to a complete stop.

    February 19, 2017

  • If pretty miss mammoth should happen upon

    A masculine hunk of a mastodon

    Like trumpets his bellows,

    Her sighing like cellos,

    Will swell a primeval diapason.

    February 18, 2017

  • Thank you, ruzuzu.

    February 17, 2017

  • The dilettante's blossom is bright

    But withers in weather and light.

    The deep-rooted scholar,

    Though paler and smaller,

    Persists like a phreatophyte.

    February 17, 2017

  • That's going to be one big test tube!

    February 16, 2017

  • A true but a somewhat obscure fact

    Is wombats make cubes out of pure scat.

    This isn't a trick;

    They do shit a brick.

    I'll swear it and sign with a jurat.

    See also comments at scat.

    February 16, 2017

  • Also known as onychoschisis or lamellar dystrophy.

    See also onychorrhexis.

    February 15, 2017

  • onychoschizia n. The term onychoschizia includes splitting, brittle, soft or thin nails. (fingernails and toenails)

    http://www.aocd.org/?page=BrittleSplittingNail

    February 15, 2017

  • With nukes that fly across the sea

    We strive to balance bellicosity.

    The nations assume

    Their mutual doom,

    So peace is preserved by isostasy.

    February 15, 2017

  • When love's first mad exhilaration

    Gives way to a plan for affiliation

    Wise lovers adjust

    And temper their lust

    To tend to their domiciliation.

    February 14, 2017

  • You are kind, ruzuzu.

    February 13, 2017

  • In post-prison con convocation

    Alumni convene for confabulation.

    The ex-cons confer

    And try to concur

    On concepts of consociation.

    February 13, 2017

  • The insight of Barnum was pure -

    There's one born per minute for sure.

    That worm has not turned

    And nothing is learned

    So bunkum and folly perdure.

    February 12, 2017

  • From the model of gamomania I think gamophobia would be a better candidate.

    February 11, 2017

  • Old Ernest's odd look is brand new:

    He sports now a grand Fu Manchu

    And thinks it is chic

    To foster mystique

    By wearing a flowing kanzu.


    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    February 11, 2017

  • All together now: "Hello, msrose88!

    February 10, 2017

  • A peasant had only his farm

    To furnish the stuff for his arm,

    So faced armored horsemen

    And bloodthirsty Norsemen

    With only an axe called guisarme.

    February 10, 2017

  • Well, shake off the snow and have a cup of hot chocolate!

    February 9, 2017

  • If grace notes you'd have conferred upon

    The featureless drone of your wordathon,

    Keep reader alert!

    Your language invert

    By liberal use of hyperbaton

    February 9, 2017

  • The righteous who dress to defeat

    The slings and the arrows they meet

    Each morning will strap on

    A stout mental plastron

    And brace for the next crazy tweet.

    February 8, 2017

  • I knew that bilby was venerable, but I had no idea! This must be from before he was transported.

    February 7, 2017

  • The rhythms of verse should be fluent

    And rhymes come quick and congruent.

    It's often suggested

    A poet congested

    Use sleep as a sure deobstruent.

    February 7, 2017

  • By bioregionalism's grace

    Our maps will display a new face.

    The borders it draws

    Scorn language and laws.

    It's nature that outlines a place.

    February 6, 2017

  • The self-conscious cowpoke makes clear

    His chaps are not fellows but gear,

    His high heels and spurs

    Are what he prefers

    And mark him a bold pistoleer.

    February 5, 2017

  • Miss Gurney is fallen and anchored

    After one too many a tankard.

    Is it fitter to fetch her

    By litter or stretcher

    Or summon an elegant brancard?

    February 4, 2017

  • Consider the bees' looted hives

    And kine in their bucolic lives,

    Kept safe in their lairages

    From natural ravages

    En route to the abbatoir's knives.

    February 3, 2017

  • A city gives refuge at cost:

    Imperial favor is lost.

    Czar Donald the Great

    Will not hesitate

    To punish a rebel volost.

    February 2, 2017

  • The sybarite does as he pleases,

    No shame or regret ever teases,

    And each night he knows

    The sweet deep repose

    Of living without synteresis.

    February 1, 2017

  • The alchemist, bubbling with lust,

    Cried, "Love me, my lovely! You must!

    I'll brew in my matrass,

    A philter that's matchless

    Else surely my heart will combust."

    January 31, 2017

  • It's gospel to haughtier folks

    That puns are inferior jokes.

    While quibbles evince

    A groan and a wince

    They're witty if called equivoques.

    January 30, 2017

  • Note a typo in the second GNU definition where a "g" is printed instead of the correct "q." The word is quibble. Also see comments at quibble for Sam Johnson's eloquent and funny take on Shakespeare's fondness for quibbles (puns).

    January 30, 2017

  • EAMHarris, go to edify for edification. This is, among other things, a dictionary.

    January 29, 2017

  • I see clearly how it's gonna be:

    While Donald's a mastermind wannabe

    There's more that's astute in

    Sly Vladimir Putin.

    Prepare for a harsh heteronomy.

    January 29, 2017

  • Some fail at the truth, though they try.

    Some fear climate change, so deny,

    But the true eco-terrorist's

    The cold-blooded errorist

    Who knowingly sells the big lie.

    January 28, 2017

  • Thank you, zuzu. That one was a challenge and I appreciate your noticing.

    January 27, 2017

  • The marriage did once in bliss persist

    Until she discovered he'd kissed her sis

    With passion so awful

    'Twas sister-unlawful

    And ruptured forever their systasis.

    January 27, 2017

  • When systasis was selected as Word of the Day, June 24, 2015, I wrote a limerick based on a mistaken notion of its pronunciation. This is embarrassing, especially as it follows on the discovery of my quaff gaff. I could try the eye rhyme dodge, but that would be unpersuasive in a limerick. Now that systasis is once again the Word of the Day I could delete and replace the old limerick, but that feels rather dishonest. I will let the old limerick remain. Like the corpses (or corpses in the making) of criminals that were once hung from gibbets to admonish some and gratify others, I will leave it in place:

    The wages of sin were exhibited

    As pirates at Tyburn were gibbeted

    To serve as a warning,

    That crimes still a-borning

    And errors in train be inhibited.

    January 27, 2017

  • Maybe because it's a list of words ending in "-trix."

    January 27, 2017

  • You are too kind, bilby. If you only knew the things I have been compared to! And the superlatives are worse.

    January 26, 2017

  • See also comments at birling.

    January 26, 2017

  • A lumberjack proves he is sterling

    By showing he's skillful at birling.

    This so fills with thrills

    The sweet lumberjills

    They queue up in lines for a twirling.

    See also comments at birl.

    January 26, 2017

  • See suggestions at inpeccinate.

    January 25, 2017

  • In response to the following query from AnnePern;

    Hi All,

    A friend is looking for a word that means to make something a sin, akin to "medicalize."

    Any suggestions?

    Thanks!

    Anne

    If I understand correctly you are not looking for an equivalent to “commit a sin” but for something to mean “to designate or to classify as a sin.”

    anathematize is one possibility.

    v. To cause to be, or to declare as, an anathema or evil.

    But that may be more subjective and context-dependent than you want – closer to condemn (which is also a possibility).

    incriminate might come close, but that applies more to the actor than the act.

    impeccable comes to mind as describing a condition nearly opposite of what you are looking for.

    adj. Incapable of sin or wrongdoing.

    After some reflection on the roots of both incriminate and impeccable (which entries see) I suggest:

    inpeccinate; v. transitive To designate, classify, or declare a specified action to be sinful.

    January 25, 2017

  • The victims surviving the wreck

    Begin the quadrennial trek,

    In Winter begun

    But South to the sun

    And end to a life as a zek.

    January 25, 2017

  • He relishes fanfare and tubthump

    But tepid reactions will bug Trump,

    So fragile his pride

    He cannot abide

    The quiet and wavering mugwump.

    January 24, 2017

  • Mankind in its imperfect wisdom

    Builds many a governing system,

    But powers entropic

    Inhere in this topic

    So tending them all toward bossism.

    January 23, 2017

  • For too long this circus has lacked

    A memorable signature act.

    Ms Conway provides it,

    Sits boldly astride it:

    The untamed alternative fact.

    January 22, 2017

  • Thank you, bilby.

    January 22, 2017

  • Like moles in the darkness we grope

    To unearth a rhyme or a trope.

    For means to compare

    Our sense of despair

    We dig in the mine of wanhope.

    January 22, 2017

  • Electoral purists learn new tricks,

    Like playing with poems or Poohsticks,

    To cope with the trial

    Of internal exile

    And abide for a while as refuseniks.

    January 21, 2017

  • I have just listened to a half dozen audio clips that all pronounce it to rhyme with off or cough. This is bad news for my limericks.

    In my native dialect, the fast disappearing one of eastern New England, laugh and half might have the vowel that pterodactyl hears in quaff.

    January 21, 2017

  • I am glad you like it, zuzu. I have a hunch there are lots more out there.

    January 21, 2017

  • For rhymes with quaff see comments at sclaff and bibliotaph.

    January 21, 2017

  • Addicted to money and sex he

    Induces in some apoplexy.

    Oh, what's gone amiss

    That one such as this

    Today is anointed our prexy?

    January 20, 2017

  • A trump to the limit is trumpsimus,

    If trumpier outright presumptuous.

    But Trump in the rough

    Is trumpy enough

    For chumps and their comforting mumpsimus.

    January 19, 2017

  • Forget all your fussy statistics

    For wealth is a game of heuristics.

    Getting more than your neighbor

    With minimum labor

    Is practicing good chrematistics.

    January 18, 2017

  • While athletes may swear by athletics

    As central to bioenergetics.

    We aesthetes still know

    An energy flow

    Is felt when we practice aesthetics.

    January 17, 2017

  • Oh, wonder not that he yammers on;

    He was to the bullshit manner born.

    His loftiest notion

    Is crude self-promotion

    It lives in the genes of the fanfaron.

    January 16, 2017

  • For an interesting discussion of "to the manner born" and its illegitimate spawn "to the manor born" see

    http://www.word-detective.com/2011/10/to-the-manner-manor-born/

    January 16, 2017

  • What better a haven could please us

    When orage and outrage besiege us

    Than a place that's pacific,

    Albeit quite mythic,

    The safe and unchanging East Jesus.

    January 15, 2017

  • I reckon the teacher respects me

    'Cuz he's all smart and intellecky

    And don't call me no fool

    For lovin' my mule

    But sez that we share a entelechy.

    January 15, 2017

  • His manner's a comical bastardism,

    A union of unction and braggardism,

    But soon comes the hour

    The clown will take power

    And shtick become serious blackguardism.

    January 14, 2017

  • I believe Brendan Behan coined this.

    See https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/East_Jesus

    January 14, 2017

  • I believe Brendan Behan coined this.

    See https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/East_Jesus

    January 14, 2017

  • Podunk. Also podunk. An interesting history. Lots of places claim to be the original Podunk.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Podunk

    January 13, 2017

  • witch's comment addresses the past tense of the verb to dog, which see. Among the many definitions there is:

    idiom dog it Slang To fail to expend the effort needed to do or accomplish something.

    January 13, 2017

  • Affluence is happiness' mimicry.

    To highlight the hidden asymmetry

    They've coined a new word

    You might not have heard:

    The useful but awkward ophelimity.

    January 13, 2017

  • The Church of Indifference's teaching

    Holds holiness not worth the reaching.

    Its superfluous clergy are

    Sunk deep in anergia

    And cannot be bothered with preaching.

    January 12, 2017

  • Since improv is extemporaneous

    The best are the quickest and zaniest.

    The slow and dull-witted

    Are wholly unfitted

    And they find the challenge frustraneous.

    January 11, 2017

  • I should think bowfarts are very unkind to those amidships.

    January 11, 2017

  • Yo, fozilla! I hope you will find the company congenial.

    January 10, 2017

  • The venue in vogue was the stage

    And plays about plague were the rage.

    His ague a blague yet

    Still vaguely on target

    Gave tongue to the fears of the age.

    January 10, 2017

  • Young people who crave now to know

    What fortune may some day bestow

    Will assuage this fancy

    With selenomancy

    And dance 'neath the pearly moonbow.

    January 9, 2017

  • Intentions are good, outcomes are not,

    We end twixt a rock and a hard spot.

    While bossy and silly

    She means well, this Milly,

    But Millicent's merely a marplot.

    January 8, 2017

  • A very versatile word which can be, among other things, a verb describing a kind of complementary blending -

    All muslims amicably fadge

    While mingling in making the hajj

    And, hajis returned,

    A title they've earned,

    And ever will wear like a badge.

    or it can be noun naming a kind of rustic loaf of bread -

    A clever bezonian bloke

    Has many a trick in his poke.

    He's able to cadge

    A freshly baked fadge

    With a jig, or a rhyme, or a joke.

    Or a short fat person -

    Poor Margaret's a dreamy pretender
    Who wants to be lithesome and slender.

    Alas! Pudgy Madge

    Is ever a fadge

    And exercise cannot amend her.

    It can mean a lot of other things but I have run out of rhymes.

    January 7, 2017

  • When traveling how sorely I miss her,

    My cat, the beguiling Clarissa!

    How sad 'tis to slumber

    Where she'll not encumber

    Nor wake to a tickling vibrissa.

    January 6, 2017

  • Said Bella, "I know how to swing.

    When boys say they'll pay for a fling

    I tell the bambini,

    'Then bring a mankini,

    'Cause I'll put your balls in a sling.'"

    January 5, 2017

  • No mapmaker serves his own whim;

    The naming’s not left up to him.

    Our heroes account

    For each soaring mount,

    But Indian words for a hydronym.

    January 4, 2017

  • The ploughman endures a cruel fate:

    Obliged as he is to hew straight.

    All day thus he walks

    In the shit of his ox

    To furrow the whole carucate.

    January 3, 2017

  • To sail waters peloponnesian

    Attend to the winds of the season,

    And haste to adjust

    To Meltemi's gust

    And go with the flow that's etesian.

    January 2, 2017

  • See also comments at Meltemi.

    January 2, 2017

  • Meltemi is the Greek and Turkish name for the well known etesian wind blowing from north to northwest across the Aegean Sea.

    http://www.weatheronline.co.uk/reports/wind/The-Meltemi.htm

    See also comments at meltemi.

    January 2, 2017

  • The Century definition addresses the origin of the term manzai but does not explain its contemporary application:

    Manzai (漫才?) is a traditional style of stand-up comedy in Japanese culture.

    Manzai usually involves two performers (manzaishi)—a straight man (tsukkomi) and a funny man (boke)—trading jokes at great speed. Most of the jokes revolve around mutual misunderstandings, double-talk, puns and other verbal gags.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzai

    We gaijin in our way can try:

    Remember that hoary standby

    And be not averse

    To "Who is on First"

    As an instance of Yankee manzai.

    January 1, 2017

  • trumple - v. To figuratively crush underfoot. To damage or destroy by actions or words employed with callous indifference to truth or consequences.

    Collected by Dr. W.G. Marx from a CBS News report on "mall brawls," Dec. 27, 2016.

    Civility's surface, though rumpled,

    Had never before wholly crumpled

    Till electoral games

    In this year of shames

    Saw standards of decency trumpled.

    December 31, 2016

  • The wondering world is aghast

    At change that has happened so fast

    And quivers with dread

    That what we've been fed

    Is only a foul antepast.

    December 31, 2016

  • Note a typo in the Century definition: "light" should be "fight."

    December 30, 2016

  • There's nothing will Angus abash

    Once fed with the juice of the mash.

    Then, reft of all shame,

    Indifferent to blame,

    A ceilidh he'll make a stramash.

    December 30, 2016

  • It's Angus's dream to be doused

    In the finest distillery's browst,

    To float and submerge

    In gluttonous splurge,

    Emerging quite perfectly soused.

    December 29, 2016

  • The breadth of the new moon's girth might

    Be darkest when viewed on the first night,

    But the sun's growing blaze

    On successive days

    Will outline the glow of the earthlight.

    December 28, 2016

  • For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at neomenia and psychasthenia.

    December 27, 2016

  • For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at psychasthenia and xenia.

    December 27, 2016

  • We visit again poor Eugenia,

    An anchoress now in Armenia,
    Unable to stir
    From helpless longueur
    And locked in a deep psychasthenia.

    For more on the wretched Eugenia's woes see comments at neomenia and xenia.

    December 27, 2016


  • Engage only with trepidation

    Those debts that proceed in rotation.

    The risk is substantial

    In matters financial

    That trap you in endless novation.

    December 26, 2016

  • He's downed milk and cookies aplenty

    So after a weary descent he

    Is pleased with the treat

    Of hot milk and wheat,

    For Santa is fond of frumenty.

    December 25, 2016

  • She offers a glance of shy surmise

    That hints a hope of sweet surprise.

    Her gaze is expressive

    But never excessive;

    Her looks speak volumes but subtilize.

    December 24, 2016

  • Beware of high fashion's appeals

    And perils that lurk in high heels.

    The danger that's grossest

    Is dread exostosis

    That marketers' cunning conceals.

    December 23, 2016

  • A chronogram for a desolate scene,

    A twelvemonth both wretched and mean:

    Though MeMory's vexed

    There's hope that the neXt

    ImproVes on vIle twenty-sIxteen.

    December 22, 2016

  • A sailboat's a thicket of slang:

    A salt links the gaff to the vang

    Or he may connect it

    By means of a becket

    That hooks up a shroud to a tang.

    December 22, 2016

  • "With wood spars, the conventional method used to attach the shroud and forestay is to use TANGS. Tangs are short metal straps usually with a crimp or bend to splay them out from the mast when in position."

    https://www.glen-l.com/free-book/rigging-small-sailboats-3.html

    December 22, 2016

  • Evade an importunate Claus

    Who rings for some nebulous cause

    With a scowl so emphatic

    It's aposematic.

    Escape in his stunned silent pause.

    December 20, 2016

  • It's common to many a prelate;

    Their age and their gender compel it.

    This rampant nocturia

    Afflicts the whole curia,

    As Vatican leakers will tell it.

    December 19, 2016

  • They've tried since Jimmy Hoffa died

    To honor him with proper pride,

    To answer the urge

    To play him a dirge

    With glockenspiel and ophicleide.

    December 18, 2016

  • The Highlands are treeless and boggy,

    The winters there chilly and foggy.

    Wise crofters repair

    To a fireside chair

    For talk and a comforting coggie.

    December 17, 2016

  • When daylight is short and branches bare
    My yearnings turn to Mexican fare.
    Some chicken in mole
    Or bowl of atole
    Can help me pretend that I'm there.

    December 16, 2016

  • The sun sends at times an epistle

    Through water condensed into crystal.

    A solar hello

    To creatures below

    In an arc called circumzenithal.

    December 15, 2016

  • I find no dictionary that defines "alities." All of the usage examples on this page are instances of the string's occurrence as part of a longer word. The presumed singular, ality, is defined in some places (including Wordnik and the OED) as a suffix. In the quote attributed to Dierdre Shaw "alities" is almost certainly a typo.

    December 15, 2016

  • John Clayton, a truly bizarre man,

    Is set among Hollywood's stars and

    We've only known him

    By this, his mononym -

    That swinger, the ape-man, our Tarzan.

    December 14, 2016

  • A lady in waiting mistook

    A page for the unabridged book.

    When damsel and donzel

    Entangled some tonsil

    The lady her waiting forsook.

    December 13, 2016

  • My dog drinks his brew without fail,

    Reviewing each batch with his tail.

    I know that he'll wag it

    For a big bowl of bragget.

    He does like his honey and ale.

    December 12, 2016

  • Did Ernest mislead by design?

    The preacher, not bright but benign,

    Assembles his homily

    By means of stichomancy

    Because he was told it's divine.


    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 11, 2016

  • The peacock prefers the boldly erotic

    And butterflies go for coyly exotic

    For dumb creatures must

    Thus signify lust

    By means that are biosemiotic.

    December 10, 2016

  • I grant we elected the crazy one

    While loathing the hideous ways he won.

    The vista dismays,

    Outrages the gaze,

    An eyesore, a stye, a chalazion.

    December 9, 2016

  • In addition to being a noun blessing is also the progressive or continuous form of the verb to bless.

    See http://www.verbix.com/webverbix/English/bless.html

    December 8, 2016

  • Oh, pity the good man's malaise

    Who grew up in honor's strait ways,

    In all things astucious,

    As wise as Confucius

    Yet governed by knaves in late days.

    December 8, 2016

  • Strange: The definition is of an enthusiastic interjection yet every usage example makes reference to losing (one's) shpadoinkle. Those users clearly regard it as a noun meaning something like "mind" or "composure."

    The word can be used to enthuse

    But usages tend to confuse.

    It changes like "boink"ll,

    This shifting shpadoinkle,

    And sometimes it's something you lose.

    December 7, 2016

  • See also spag bol.

    December 7, 2016

  • A Britishism for spaghetti bolognese.

    December 7, 2016

  • The true sporting fan's not a shouter,
    No brazen uncritical touter.
    He's both mind and heart,
    Like a patron of art:
    A loyal but discerning fautor.

    December 6, 2016

  • Of note in his psychical scenery are

    His boasts that he's king of Slovenia:

    A comical claim

    But nuts just the same,

    A sure sign of some paraphrenia.

    December 5, 2016

  • The Muses React to the 2016 Election

    Terpsichore writhes in some dance;

    Melpomene casts a glum glance.

    And once merry Thalia?

    She weeps, inter alia,

    While Clio, appalled, sits mumchance.

    December 4, 2016

  • Why do people seem always to "sit mumchance?" Cannot one stand, lie, stride or simply be mumchance?

    December 4, 2016

  • Thus endeth a season of bobbery

    Replete with conspicuous daubery.

    The master of squabbles

    Now gathers the baubles.

    Prepare for a circus of jobbery.

    December 3, 2016

  • Note that sclaff can be either a verb or a noun. Oddly the Word of the Day notification provides three definitions for its use as a verb only, yet all the examples supplied use it as a noun.

    December 2, 2016

  • In Scotland the golfers will quaff

    A dram before plying the staff,

    Then mar in their haze

    The luckless fairways

    With many a duff and a sclaff.

    December 2, 2016

  • Of course a thrifty (thriftey?) Scot would not spend an inessential "e" but I have a more expansive ancestry.

    I hope the Tasmanian hibernation has concluded.

    December 2, 2016

  • In Scotland on taking some whiskey
    The young men are prone to feel frisky,
    But liquor soon wilts
    What stirs in their kilts.
    Alas, a most chastening pliskie.

    December 1, 2016

  • Quintesabd, by entering your comments as new word entries you are creating a great deal of clutter and confusion. At the bottom of every word entry page is a comment box. Please put your comments there and click "Save." The results will be much cleaner, will give you access to some HTML formatting, and will remain editable by you

    November 30, 2016

  • The flesh of no nutria is suitable

    To pitch as a true nutraceutical.

    The trouble is that

    It's called a swamp rat

    And bias against it's immutable.

    November 30, 2016

  • There is the architectural application:

    Let's sit ourselves down and talk a while

    Of how may a portico beguile,

    And what are the graces

    Attending such spaces

    And tally the virtues of octastyle.

    But also this:

    The she-squid bestows a shy smile

    Permitting an amorous trial,

    Inviting his charms

    And myriad arms

    For loving that's done octastyle.

    November 29, 2016

  • I'm making it red white and blue

    As all good deplorables do.

    My patio ragstone

    I'm painting as flagstone

    To show I'm more loyal than you.

    November 28, 2016

  • Should dalliances usurp a date

    Then Trump will invoke a perk of state.

    If the day's come and gone

    Then the calendar's wrong.

    He'll order the gov to intercalate.

    November 27, 2016

  • Compare lurgy.

    November 26, 2016

  • An ailment that doctors can't tackle

    A sorceress with crystals and knack'll.

    She'll bring out the quartz

    To cure you of warts

    Or treat your marthambles with macle.

    November 26, 2016

  • Victorians loved their melodrama
    And spectacles like cosmorama,
    Now stale and passé;
    Amusements today
    Derive more from digits or pharma.

    November 25, 2016

  • The harvesters in from the gloam,

    Kids bright from the scrub and the comb.

    The windows alight

    Bejewel the night

    As darkness enfolds harvest-home.

    Happy Thanksgiving, all.

    November 24, 2016

  • Protect us from Polish spam mills,

    Purveyors of nostrums and pills.

    Oh, heed your fan clamor

    To bring the banhammer

    And cast out the scammers and shills.

    November 23, 2016

  • The bird as a whole is a boon treat

    But remnants are what we will soon eat

    In fragments instead -

    In fritters, on bread,

    And finally we'll sip it as spoon-meat.

    November 22, 2016

  • Mon Dieu! What a dégoutant deed!

    Cette blessure est vraiment putride!

    When you have an eschar

    You tend to it, n'est-ce pas?

    America, please now debride.

    November 21, 2016

  • In Scotland a good marriage broker

    Will find you a lass and will yoke her.

    If he's done his duty

    She may be no beauty

    But bring you a generous tocher.

    November 20, 2016

  • The gourmet is cursed by the fates

    To crave only rarest of cates.

    Though plain food may nourish

    Yet he needs a flourish

    And only the Lucullan sates.

    November 19, 2016

  • The Grant's ranch was tranquil and gracious

    But Barbara and Rob disputatious.

    To praise argy-bargy

    They chose "RG bar G"

    To brand their own wide open spaces.

    November 18, 2016

  • The few times I have heard this term used have mostly been while watching television coverage of the Tour de France. The venerable announcing team of Phil Liggett and Paul Sherwen (both Brits) use it to describe the fierce bumping and jostling that goes on during sprint finishes. The definitions provided here all assume its application to verbal contention, but Liggett and Sherwen seem comfortable with it in a physical context.

    November 18, 2016

  • Events all conspire to annoy

    And forces of evil deploy.

    No ailment is timelier

    Than this cyclothymia

    That unbid gives moments of joy.

    November 17, 2016

  • The Lord of Misrule make a paction

    With those of the frivolous faction

    To reign for a season

    Defying all reason

    And driving the proud to distraction.

    This a reposting of a comment originally posted on October 25, 2015 which was accidentally deleted. We REALLY need some sort of safeguard associated with the delete button. A single touch activates it. There is no “are you sure” warning and no way of undoing.

    November 16, 2016

  • A third option is perfervid, which unambiguously implies excess.

    November 16, 2016

  • Competitive pumpkiners know

    The road to blue ribbon is slow.

    Accomplish your giantism

    With patience and scientism

    And pray that the monster will grow.

    November 16, 2016

  • I am surprised that none of the dictionaries that Wordnik aggregates provides a definition for this word. When I was growing up in New England this was the common childhood term for excrement. I don’t know to what extent American dialect varies on this, but versions of the word are pervasive in European languages.

    Wikipedia provides a fascinating discussion of cacāre and its descendants:

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_profanity#Cac.C4.81re:_to_defecate

    The whole article on Latin profanity is entertaining.

    See also kakistocracy and cacatopia.

    November 15, 2016

  • The polity's trust has been rended

    And amity's wagon upended,

    A brute renversement

    A bouleversement

    A wreck that's not readily mended.

    November 15, 2016

  • The prospect's now so scary that

    The thought's no place to tarry at.

    Our doom is presaged

    By the loud and enraged

    The howling trumpenproletariat

    November 14, 2016

  • trumpenproletariat – n.  A class of American voters, privileged by race and income, who nevertheless nurse an overweening sense of grievance and share a conviction that they are the victims of both ambitious ethnic minorities and mysterious “elites.” They are characterized by nostalgia for a golden age that never was and limitless credulity.

    Cf. lumpenproletariat.

    November 14, 2016

  • A system engaged in autopoiesis

    Replenishes loss but never increases.

    Is it fated to go

    Forever on so,

    Or comes there a time when it ceases?

    November 14, 2016

  • As ketchup can tend to confuse

    The kids must be given some clues:

    It's goop pseudoplastic

    So shaking extracts it;

    Unshaken it never will ooze.

    November 13, 2016

  • A friend called this very odd combination of definitions to my attention:

    daven - n, a person with a huge cock

    However, the example given, " Dude, that's such a huge Daven! ", applies the term not to the whole person but to the appendage itself.

    http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Daven

    If you read the prayers aloud

    You've blessings of which to be proud.

    A ritual maven

    Encouraged to daven

    Is bound to be found well-endowed.

    November 12, 2016

  • Boys come to the Greek teacher's door

    When cheated by Cook and implore,

    "He's up to his mean tricks

    And shorting my choenix.

    I pray you, Dear Master, some more!"

    November 12, 2016

  • n. A Greek dry measure, mentioned by Homer, and originally the daily ration of a man, but varying from a quart to over a quart and a half.

    November 12, 2016

  • It can mean to whine or to twirl,

    To quiver or else to unfurl,

    A wheel or a sample

    Or thrill, for example.

    My head's in a whirl over tirl.

    November 11, 2016

  • In the Highlands when angling for trout

    Be silent or whisper - don't shout.

    You'll displease your gillie

    With conduct that's silly.

    Wade gently and don't ever plout.

    November 10, 2016

  • Misfortunes quite often are karmic -

    The evil we've done and the harm stick.

    We sicken at last

    From sins of the past

    But good deeds are alexipharmic.

    November 9, 2016

  • Election Day, 2016

    We simply don't know what to think!

    Just how have we come to this brink?

    In absence of knowledge we

    Abandon psephology

    And flee to the solace of drink.

    November 8, 2016

  • Announce something new on email
    And Hillary hauled off to jail:
    A manufactroversy
    That persists perversely.
    It's bait they will take without fail.

    November 7, 2016

  • My self-assigned daily challenge is to write a limerick that rhymes on the Word of the Day (WotD). I have occasionally posted a limerick that included the WotD somewhere other than at the end of a line, but only rarely. A word like circumduce is especially troublesome because it is a transitive verb and it takes some engineering to place it naturally at the end of a line. I came up with a serviceable solution after reading that the word is an adornment of Scottish law. The Rangers and the Celtics (the “Old Firm”) are famously bitter football rivals in Glasgow, so it seemed apt to acknowledge a Scottish connection.

    Not only is the verb transitive but it seems to pair with only one direct object – “term”. Every usage example uses the verb in the phrase “circumduce the term.” I bethought myself of some way of writing a limerick on that phrase rather than on the verb alone. It looked unlikely but there is perverse inspiration to be got from current events. The 2016 Clinton/Trump presidential election is two days away and it is a great stimulant to the imagination.

    Elections circumduce the term

    So pauses Trump to spruce his perm.

    He thinks that election

    Can spread his infection,

    And gleefully he'll loose the germ.

    November 6, 2016

  • The Old Firm are Glaswegian tribes

    Whose loyalists hate circumscribes.

    Why not call a truce

    They can't circumduce

    And give up the insults and jibes?

    November 6, 2016

  • Biologists greedily dream

    Of a captive microbial team,

    To build a colossus

    Of new bioprocess,

    A rich biotechnical scheme.

    November 5, 2016

  • It seems to me a tasteless lapse
    To march about with saintly scraps.
    The apter territory
    For any feretory
    Is seen through a pane in the apse.

    Note. I have found three suggested pronunciations for this word: fer-uh-TORY, fuh-RET-urry, FERRET-tree.

    November 4, 2016

  • For plain folk to get the straight dope
    A lecture was one way to cope.
    The ones they liked best,
    So records attest,
    Were blessed with an epidiascope.

    November 3, 2016

  • Our sins do a burdensome toll take.
    While prayer and works on the whole make
    Our vile purgatory
    A less lengthy story
    The ticket to heaven's the soul-cake.

    Compare dumb-cake.

    November 2, 2016

  • toped?

    November 1, 2016

  • In Autumn is death's shadow cast

    On thoughtless lad and callow lass.

    The death lust they show

    Is fervent but faux

    The eve of the feast of Hallowmas.

    November 1, 2016

  • What mischievous rhymes can I call up
    That wouldn't be utter codswallop?
    It's driving me dotty
    To find something naughty
    In a word that's as harmless as hollop.

    October 31, 2016

  • Tonight pay the devil his due

    And savor the witches' strange brew

    As bandits and zombies

    And other bad hombres

    Cause many a shriek and a grue.

    October 31, 2016

  • "The worst thing a man can do is go bald. Never let yourself go bald." Donald J. Trump

    He looked in the mirror appalled,

    His tonsure a horror and heart-scald

    And took then to building

    With fleece of much gilding

    A pelt to conceal that he's bald.

    October 30, 2016

  • While humorous verses are jolly

    The words if unheard are mere folly

    The laugh we provoke

    By telling a joke

    Is purely the listener's quale.

    October 29, 2016

  • I read in a serious bestiary

    A clownfish can cause its sex to vary.

    I know it may sound

    Like I'm clowning around

    But trust me, I'm strictly a textuary.

    October 28, 2016

  • Oh, alexz! Say it ain't so.

    October 27, 2016

  • See also comments at red-tapist.

    October 27, 2016

  • The office of humor correction

    Has experts at offense detection.

    Each earnest red-tapist

    Maintains a bad-jape list

    Of jokes that will cause an objection.

    See also comments at red-tapism.

    October 27, 2016

  • A plowshare first sounded terrific

    But vomer seemed more scientific,

    Then after a while

    I loved pygostlye

    As sweet to the ear philornithic.

    October 26, 2016

  • Poor Ernest's affront caused him shame

    And liquor again was to blame.

    If only he'd drunk less

    He'd not have been frontless

    Nor owe now effrontery's claim.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    October 25, 2016

  • The wee pest's a dangerous vector

    But heed this key gender corrector:

    The gal gallinipper

    Alone's the blood sipper;

    The guy bugs imbibe only nectar.

    October 24, 2016

  • He's glad that you fill up his meal-pock
    But spare him your flattering sweet talk.
    He'll not be your friend
    So don't condescend
    To a pauper as proud as a peacock.

    October 23, 2016

  • Sweet reason's political nemesis,

    Or so some experienced men insist,

    Is Sarah's sour cant

    Informing Don's rant,

    An instance of strange palingenesis.

    October 22, 2016

  • A biker to feel well-endowed

    Requires an engine that's loud.

    At daybreak he'll rev it -

    The neighborhood levet -

    Then flee from the rage of the crowd.

    October 21, 2016

  • A consummate broth, experts say,
    Is filtered the albumin way.
    The soup you create
    When you elutriate
    Is elegant clear consommé.

    October 20, 2016

  • Despairing the rhymester hurls curses

    At info that Wordnik disperses:

    Though clumsy and kludgy

    Oh, call them not nugae

    Or damn them as trivial verses.

    October 19, 2016

  • Research reveals that nugae is pronounced as though it were spelled "new-jee." There are other possibilities for a terminal "-ae" and you can read some of these discussed in comments at lunula.

    October 19, 2016

  • A comfortable conscience balm's creed

    Holds charity nurtures harm's seed:

    Don't coddle the poor

    But give them a cure

    By nobly withholding almsdeed.

    October 18, 2016

  • His slowly diminishing hair

    Is causing the Donald despair.

    He's fighting the tide

    But cannot abide

    His pink pate should baldly transpare.

    October 17, 2016

  • Our laughter when humor is light

    May soar like the swallows at night

    But cynical drollery

    Can conjure a volery

    Where fluttering never takes flight.

    October 16, 2016

  • She was to the eye a delighter,

    To hot-blooded youth an exciter,

    But cold hemolymph

    Filled veins of that nymph

    And no ardent boy could ignite her.

    October 15, 2016

  • The boffins with patient precision

    Examine each tiny collision

    And don't give a darn -

    Not one femtobarn -

    For ignorant cries of derision.

    October 14, 2016

  • An oracular fellow named Clancy

    Claimed knowledge of scapulimancy.

    But a blade from a sternum?

    He could not discern 'em,

    So forecasts were generally chancy.

    October 13, 2016

  • Consider the throughput travail

    Designing a new bioswale.

    Input the terrain

    And volume of rain

    And hear the weary BIOS wail.

    October 12, 2016

  • His manner is cheerful and breezy,

    Asserting all remedies easy,

    But airy solutionism

    Is trumped by his Putinism

    And more than foolhardy - he's sleazy.

    October 11, 2016

  • Oh pity the spokesperson's woes!

    Exposed to the jibes of his foes,

    The surrogate's spin job

    Must dress up in kincob

    A king who is wearing no clothes.

    October 10, 2016

  • Old Angus was given to moochin'

    But Scotsmen in thrift have few kin.

    When he begged a smoke

    They claimed to be broke

    And not one would open his spleuchan.

    October 9, 2016

  • The rumors abound in the town

    That wealth's not the cause for renown.

    No, Donald's real claim

    To nationwide fame

    Is status as creepiest clown.

    October 8, 2016

  • In the Autumn of 2016 the United States, and lately the UK as well, has been plagued by creepy clown sightings:

    CBS News, October 8, 2016

    Hoax or threat? Clown sightings fuel panic nationwide

    There’s been a wave of creepy clown sightings across the United States. Going back to late August, there have been dozens of reports of threatening clowns, largely centered around schools and colleges.

    Many have been dismissed by law enforcement as pranks, but more than a dozen people have been arrested in connection with the sightings. Whether they are pranks, threats or actual sightings, police and other officials have to take them seriously as a potential threat to safety. That’s starting to drain resources from law enforcement agencies, who are also concerned about feeding into hysteria…

    See coulrophobia.

    October 8, 2016

  • A suspect avowal of stigmatism

    Is tested with maximum rigorism.

    Hysterical miracles

    Imperil the clericals

    And threaten to trigger a schism.

    October 8, 2016

  • It is good to have you with us.

    October 7, 2016

  • When amorous urges accelerate
    A prudent seducer will hesitate.
    As moods can be fickle
    First test with a tickle.
    It's safer at first if you vellicate.

    October 7, 2016

  • After posting my Word of the Day limerick on life-car I became curious to see what one looked like and to know if they had ever been put to practical use, so I ventured on to the net and discovered an interesting story.

    An American named Joseph Francis invented the life-car in the mid 19th Century and it was used in the saving of many lives from wrecks near the shore. Francis’s achievement seems to have been first recognized by foreign nations and he received recognition and awards from many countries. He was in Europe, perhaps to accept some of these accolades, when a Captain Douglass Ottinger of the United States Revenue Cutter Service applied to congress for a grant to recompense him for the invention of the life-car. Since Francis was not there to dispute Ottinger’s claim the congress awarded Ottinger $10,000. Only many years later was Francis recognized by congress with a gold medal. You can read an account of the matter here and see an image of a life-car here.

    How shameful that envious strife mar
    What ought to be Francis's bright star,
    For Ottinger's claim
    Occluded his fame
    For gifting the world with his life-car.

    October 6, 2016

  • The best choice for rescue by far -

    As cozy as man and his wife are!

    When next you're ship-wrecked

    Be sure you select

    The safety and speed of the life-car!

    October 6, 2016

  • I once was a sea salt exalter

    But desiccant preferences alter.

    At present I think

    That Himalayan pink

    Is key for the gourmet drysalter.

    October 5, 2016

  • Swamp gases make pond water bubbly

    And snowfall confuses things doubly.

    The mingling's not nice

    For mid-winter ice,

    Which skaters will find sadly hubbly.

    October 4, 2016

  • Cassandra with far-seeing eyes

    Was cursed with the gift to previse.

    Her passionate pleading

    Yet yielded no heeding,

    For truth needs a pleasing disguise.

    October 3, 2016

  • The climate deniers are dense,

    Unwilling to listen to sense.

    There's little occasion

    For fruitful persuasion -

    The effort's a noble misspense.

    October 2, 2016

  • The commune's nudist agrarianism

    The neighbors call lewd barbarianism.

    The counsel I give

    Is live and let live

    In tolerant latitudinarianism.

    October 1, 2016

  • Though comics and internet wags can

    Make fun of faux hair and his gag tan,

    Suspicion still lingers

    That such tiny fingers

    Are marks of the natural magsman.

    September 30, 2016

  • Though you may prefer to meditate

    Or idly to ponder and speculate,

    Should thinking involve

    Some problem to solve

    You'd better prepare to excogitate.

    September 29, 2016

  • Ms Williams, quite fetchingly made

    And big in the movie star trade,

    Unable to act

    (A regrettable fact),

    Excelled in the old aquacade.

    September 28, 2016

  • News item: Trump Praises Self During, After Debate for Not Bringing Up Bill Clinton’s Infidelity

    The Donald traversed discourtesy's axis

    From casually rude to utterly classless.

    Self-praise for his silences

    On Bill's misalliances

    Is no more than thuggishly crude apophasis.

    September 27, 2016

  • A buffet for plain folk must do,
    Though some will say smorgasbord too,
    But a table of nosh
    If the setting is posh
    Turns into a true ambigu.

    September 27, 2016

  • When Autumn turns chilly and umbrous

    And burdens once light become cumbrous,

    The long shadows deepen,

    The way seems to steepen.

    And pilgrims grow weary and slumbrous.

    September 26, 2016

  • OED:

    umbrous — 1. Lying in the shade; shady, shadowed.

    September 26, 2016

  • The doctor said, "Sorry, amigo;

    I know it's a blow to the ego:

    That flab that you cache

    Has done something rash.

    It's blooming with wild intertrigo."

    September 25, 2016

  • The gaucho at end of the day

    Reclines with his gourd of maté.

    His hammock will swing,

    His gaucha will sing

    To the beat of mano and metate.

    September 24, 2016

  • The stock of his gun, so it's said,

    He notched for each man he shot dead;

    What meaning then place on

    The emargination

    That pocked the headboard of his bed?

    September 23, 2016

  • In New Pagan lit's strange arena

    They work for an antique patina.

    They'll quote and they'll cite

    By wizard and rite

    To build up a mystic catena.

    September 22, 2016

  • A hussar must dress with panache

    From spurs to his sash and mustache;

    And he must afford

    A damascene sword

    Adorned with a fine sabretache.

    September 21, 2016

  • Curmudgeons will always get cranky
    At toffs who won't call it a hanky:
    "To call it a mouchoir
    Is Frenchified bushwa,
    But snot rag does fine, very frankly."

    September 20, 2016

  • Mustafa, who ruled once in Jaffa,

    Insisted his women wear caffa.

    A lip-hugging veil

    To be worn without fail

    Was known as Mustache of Mustafa.

    September 19, 2016

  • Some lumberjacks, when it is rainy,
    Make tabletops - rustic and grainy.
    It's work they can get
    When weather is wet
    And uses what's knotted and waney.

    September 18, 2016

  • When parties set out to augment

    They'll boast that they have a large tent,

    But under that big top

    The clowning is nonstop

    To flatter the crazy margent.

    September 17, 2016

  • True saintliness calls for some proof:

    One, praying, might drift to the roof,

    Or, best of all data,

    Could bear the stigmata,

    The blessing of wounds in the loof.

    September 16, 2016

  • The cows feast on green grass and clover

    Till seasons of fresh growth are over,

    Then autumn fields shorn

    To dry stalks of corn

    Will make up their wintering stover.

    September 15, 2016

  • The Donald sows discord and fear

    With nonsense I'd rather not hear.

    Since life's less chaotic

    When listening's dichotic

    I've learned how to turn a deaf ear.

    September 14, 2016

  • A wonderful vessel, the neti pot,

    A tool every New Ager's got:

    A sort of a costrel

    You stick up your nostril

    To sluice out your stubbornest snot.

    September 13, 2016

  • Pygmalion carved Galatea
    And gave himself instant dyspnea.
    The girl of his making
    He made so breathtaking
    He gasped and he panted to see her.

    September 12, 2016

  • A life can be rendered tumult'ous

    If plagued by persistent singultus

    And peace so much riven

    That some folk are driven

    To seek out the help of occultists.

    September 11, 2016

  • If new to environs monastic

    You'll find that the silence is drastic.

    They frown on the phonic

    So monks are laconic,

    Conversing in bursts holophrastic.

    September 10, 2016

  • I checked it out on Wikipedia

    And other reliable media

    So safely I'll scoff

    At the smug autotroph

    Extolling the joys of inedia.

    See also breatharian and comments at photovore.

    September 9, 2016

  • My recipes feature efficacy

    Eschewing all fuss and complicacy.

    A poulet compliqué

    Would ruin my day.

    I'll stew up my bird in a fricassee.

    September 8, 2016

  • A sultan could put up a minaret

    But virtuous actions are better yet.

    He'll garner more blessing

    By simply addressing

    The needs of the poor in an imaret.

    September 7, 2016

  • Poor Huggins felt silly and truly dumb

    To learn he was wrong on nebulium.

    If he had been able

    To add to the table

    The next thing he'd name was nofoolium.

    September 6, 2016

  • A prophet in Egypt's old system

    Had curious aids to assist him.

    While thinking up answers

    He watched sacred dancers

    Who bent to the beat of the sistrum.

    September 5, 2016

  • True, rhetoric and its devices

    The mischievous in me entices,

    But having now tripped upon

    That devil polyptoton

    I deem them all devious vices.

    September 4, 2016

  • There are French words such as garage that the English have dressed up in local fashion (rhymes with marriage) while Americans have preserved some of the native sound (rhymes with barrage). Sirvente is such a one.

    The Brits, as often their bent,

    Domesticate Gallic sirvente.

    The Yanks may still flaunt

    A proper sirvente

    But the English are intransigent.

    September 3, 2016

  • At sound of the grim reaper's chuckle

    Even the mighty must truckle.

    He finds it amusing

    To hear at his choosing

    Laments and a jolly death-ruckle.

    September 2, 2016

  • That rattle is dire serpentine -

    Your comfort and his don't align.

    The gauntlet is flung

    Before you are stung

    If the snake that you rile's crotaline.

    September 1, 2016

  • How quantum mechanics is quaint,

    Giving physics a mystical taint!

    Wee bits in rotation

    Achieve bilocation

    Which had been reserved to the saint.

    August 31, 2016

  • I don’t have strong feelings about latinx (although I do think it utterly lacks charm), but I don’t know what it provides that Latin does not. One of the American Heritage definitions cited in Wordnik is “n. A Latino or Latina.”

    August 30, 2016

  • It's a tide of the tawdry we're breasting.

    I pray we'll get on to the next thing,

    As Donald feigns shock

    At views of his cock

    Now Anthony's back to his sexting.

    August 30, 2016

  • Come share in my metrical whimsy,
    If not agin, then you are with me,
    For insight shows best
    As limerick dressed
    In humor and lively eurythmy.

    August 30, 2016

  • Young prophets who'll live out the fate

    Must cautiously anticipate.

    The old and the wise 'uns

    With looming horizons

    Have freedom to boldly vaticinate.

    August 29, 2016

  • Beg pardon if I dish some dirt:

    They never were angels, for cert.

    The Jack and the Jill

    Who went up that hill

    Were jackanapes and a jill-flirt.

    August 28, 2016

  • An odd one, this old-time incony:

    The word is elusive and funny;

    Meaning artless or fragile

    But, shifting and agile,

    It hops like a lexical bunny.

    August 27, 2016

  • A word popular in Shakespeare's day and unused since:

    OED

    Forms: Also inconie, in-conie, in conie, inconey, in conye.

    Etymology: A cant word, prevalent about 1600, of unascertained origin.

    It appears to have rhymed with money , compare coney n.1 Suggestions as to its derivation are that it represents French inconnu , or Italian incognito , unknown; that it is a variation of uncanny , unconnyincautious, etc. (see canny adj.); that it is connected with unco unknown, strange, etc.; but none of these is free from difficulty.

    The OED uses the past tense in guessing how the word might have been pronounced. Its meaning is likewise veiled in the mists of time.

    August 27, 2016

  • Itinerant troubadors tired

    But gigs at the palace required

    They stake their ascents on

    A winnowing tenson,

    Before they were comfortably hired.

    August 26, 2016

  • Does random unreason triumphant

    Explain the party's entrumpment,

    Or is it the working

    Of illness long lurking

    Whose presence at last is erumpent?

    August 25, 2016

  • Too clever by half, it's been said,

    If subject and science aren't wed.

    So use plane geometry

    And not craniometry

    To measure a simple blockhead.

    August 24, 2016

  • The bawdy is narrative's fodder
    And broad jest its babbling water.
    Jongleurs had a go
    With hot fabliaux
    And we work the famed farmer's daughter.

    August 23, 2016

  • What pleasure in geck the Scots take!

    In insults that sting like a snake

    It's limmer they'll fetch

    (Or skellum) for "wretch,"

    But scroyle is much like a smaik.

    Here's a provocative thought:

    Scots insults suit Donald a lot,

    Perhaps this is merited

    By genes he inherited.

    His mom was an immigrant Scot.

    August 22, 2016


  • Strange demons, it may be, compel him;

    Some think mental illness befell him.

    I rather suspect

    A cruder affect:

    The Donald is simply a skellum.

    August 21, 2016

  • A rock hound when he is wistful

    dreams gemstones garnered by fistful,

    And rock turned to prism

    By pleochroism -

    The trick of a magical crystal.

    August 20, 2016

  • The commonplace may hold truth's kernel
    And point the way to things supernal,
    So follow that arrow
    From a red wheelbarrow
    Or raise your eyes from Duchamp's urinal.

    August 19, 2016

  • Some cock may presume he's exec

    With general permission to peck

    But strutting your stuff

    May not be enough

    When the flock is aflutter with geck.

    August 18, 2016

  • A sailor who finds where he's at

    Adjusts to the long and the lat;

    Astronomers though

    To check any flow

    Will stick with a strict coelostat.

    August 17, 2016

  • Note that coelostat is pronounced "seal-o-stat" as in coelacanth or coeliac disease.

    August 17, 2016

  • When daylight's begun its decline

    And darkness is poured out like wine

    Our lusty young braves

    Like bats from their caves

    Emerge for the hunt vespertine.

    August 16, 2016

  • A trickster betrays his sly aim
    Assailing his foe without shame.
    To charge voting fraud
    In no way seems odd
    From one who has played the skin-game.

    August 15, 2016

  • Cosmologists peer far and wide,

    Putting issues of history aside.

    To hypermetropics

    Such trivial topics

    Are less than their minds can abide.

    August 14, 2016

  • His speeches can only fleece hicks
    Who'll swallow his dreary sleaze mix.
    They haven't a prayer —
    This snake oil purveyor
    Is famed as a thorough skeezicks.

    August 13, 2016

  • See vol-au-vent.

    August 13, 2016

  • "Gregarious" hints at a commonness,

    "Egregious", however's, more ominous.

    The first is preferred

    As part of the herd

    But, cousins, the words are paronymous.

    August 12, 2016

  • We've learned of our ancestors' yearning

    In scholarship subtly discerning

    Called archaeoastronomy,

    While paleoeconomy

    Is knowledge of primitive earning.

    August 11, 2016

  • Democracy's cycles are prone

    To flaws that the sages bemoan:

    Slick dealers hijack

    The passionate pack

    And try to elect a ladrone.

    August 10, 2016

  • My goodness! How do they say this in Hobart? Frafft? Frackit?

    Go to the site pasted below and hear some audio examples.

    http://www.memidex.com/fraught#audio

    It must be the effect of hanging bat-like from the bottom of the planet.

    August 10, 2016

  • Some private exchanges are fraught
    As innocent converse is not.
    In voices that collogue
    Hear treachery's prologue,
    The reptilian hiss of a plot.

    August 9, 2016

  • A vegan embraces fruitation

    With many a happy potation —

    A sovereign cure

    For all that's impure

    And slayer of cruel constipation.

    August 9, 2016

  • See comments at nutation.

    August 8, 2016

  • Hunting rhymes for "nutation" I looked into the legitimacy of "fruitation" and was disappointed to find that what little attention it draws is scorn as an unsophisticated stand-in for "fruition". This is too bad. I like the word and think that it nicely evokes an image of a tree laden with ripened fruit.

    We have a mulberry tree that, at midsummer when its branches droop with the weight of berries, is visited by crowds of birds, squirrels, chipmunks, etc., and cats in pursuit of the wild creatures. Even on windless days the tree pulsates as though palsied. Thus,

    The mulberry tree in fruitation
    Is swayed by a great disputation
    As critters at odds
    Cause tremors and nods
    And days of a steady nutation.

    I think fruitation works just fine here. For that matter nutation could just as well be applied in season to oaks or walnuts to describe both their abundance and their behavior:
    A language improves by mutation
    Producing delights like fruitation,
    Like saplings new-born
    From acorns wind-torn
    From oak trees that bend with nutation.

    August 8, 2016

  • The lamp of sweet reason grows dimmer
    And decency's quite gone aglimmer.
    He sucks up the light
    And brings on the night.
    The man is a lout and a limmer.

    August 7, 2016

  • Amid the political moil

    Republicans strive to be loyal,

    But this sorry fettle

    Will sure test their mettle,

    For Jumbo has spawned them a scroyle.

    August 6, 2016

  • We scurry in fortune's fierce race
    Till age makes us slacken the pace.
    We cease being rovers
    And guard our estovers
    And hope that we fade with some grace.

    August 5, 2016

  • Ety. note: Old French estover, estovoir, subst. use of estovoir to be necessary. (OED)

    August 5, 2016

  • Damn! I was hoping it was the study of armpits.
    See axillary.

    August 4, 2016

  • Does an incestuous furvert in heat do a furgent search among her furkin?

    August 4, 2016

  • The heat of the day can be cruel.

    We swelter and yearn to be cool,

    To sip a cold drink

    And watch the sun sink

    And soak in the sweet crepuscule.

    August 4, 2016

  • Greetings mohsin. I hope you will enjoy the experience.

    August 3, 2016

  • Our Ernest knows Wordnik's a tool

    To facet a phrase like a jewel.

    What does he mean really

    By calling you seely?

    Is saint what he names you-or fool?

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    August 3, 2016

  • A crafty pol should be a pickthank.

    When voters send an impolitic blank

    His career's not demolished;

    The apples he's polished

    Will land him a post in a think tank.

    August 2, 2016

  • While I am a tilting toddler in Wordnik years I am a shambling mutterer in terms of sun orbits. You Wordie veterans have amazingly rich lists. I put together a few lists to collect the lovely words I don't want to forget. Then I forget the lists. I still don't understand what tags do.

    August 2, 2016

  • The nature of humans is murky.

    Our moods make our preferences quirky.

    Who one day beguiles

    With laughter and smiles

    The next is a tedious birkie.

    August 1, 2016

  • Perhaps the cold grip of mortmain

    Or Olympian gods who ordain

    That men through the ages

    Indulge their wild rages

    Disposed to be always war-fain.

    July 31, 2016

  • When casting with fly fishing tackle

    The novice who has not the knack'll

    Find that such angling

    Is deeply entangling

    And wind up impaled and hamshackled.

    July 30, 2016

  • He fondled each farthing and ducat

    Before dropping them into his bucket.

    The comforting sound

    As they rattled around

    To him was both nocturne and tucket.

    July 29, 2016

  • Not like that repellent damn sham

    That callously plays with "wham bam,"

    But just helter-skelter,

    An innocent welter.

    There's nought to offend in ram-stam.

    July 28, 2016

  • A pussy foot can be an omen -
    Remember ex ungue leonem.
    The essence of Trump's
    Expressed in those stumps.
    Let Pussy become his cognomen.

    July 27, 2016

  • ex ungue leonem: from the claw (we may judge of) the lion : from a part we may judge of the whole.

    Merriam-Webster

    July 27, 2016

  • When hungry how low will we stoop

    Our dwindling strength to recoup?

    A bowl of panada

    Is better than nada.

    If need be I'll eat some bread soup.

    July 27, 2016

  • 'screenwalking' = walking along looking at your cellphone with no attention to what's going on around you.

    Credit to KAR201245.

    July 27, 2016

  • The gnomes are not fauna nor flora

    But gardens are blessed by their aura.

    Their magic potential

    May not be essential

    But some find them charmingly orra.

    July 26, 2016

  • His small talking skills being wayward

    He chattered at times like a jaybird.

    For marital peace

    His babble would cease

    If she uttered the pre-arranged nayword.

    July 25, 2016

  • The best way I know how to heal

    A pestilent rash popliteal

    Is immersing your knees

    As hot as you please

    Applying the cure-all balneal.

    July 24, 2016

  • From Wikipedia:
    "A gabion (from Italian gabbione meaning "big cage"; from Italian gabbia and Latin cavea meaning "cage") is a cage, cylinder, or box filled with rocks, concrete, or sometimes sand and soil for use in civil engineering, road building, military applications and landscaping."

    See these employed with increasing frequency in retaining walls along roads and highways.

    July 24, 2016

  • Young ladies in crinoline gownage

    Refrained from riparian clownage

    Else they might have slid

    As Ophelia did

    To prolonged, if picturesque, drownage.

    July 23, 2016

  • A gossip can never be dilatory

    But eagerly hastes to spill a story

    And endlessly natters

    Of such shocking matters

    As subtle transgressions habilatory.

    July 22, 2016

  • See lights in the Levantine gloam

    As linkboys scamper for home.

    The torches glow bright

    In encroaching night

    At the end of a long lampadrome.

    Also see comments at lampadedromy.

    July 21, 2016

  • As gods will not deign to eat meat
    Your slender amour spurns a sweet.
    It's not hypocritic
    But idolothytic
    To give her your favorite treat.

    July 20, 2016

  • See https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Controversies_about_the_word_"niggardly"

    July 19, 2016

  • See https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Controversies_about_the_word_"niggardly"

    July 19, 2016

  • Crude youngsters employ a crass trick

    To replicate trumpetings gastric,

    While I, for my part,

    Can hear in no fart

    A note in the least bit gelastic.

    July 19, 2016

  • Something to do with the way the Wordnik compiler processes quotation marks. I will ponder.

    July 19, 2016

  • Much given to fretting his gizzard

    Doubts swirl like the flakes of a blizzard.

    When Percy must vote

    Cold fear grips his throat -

    Well-meaning but sadly a dizzard.

    July 18, 2016

  • At the entry for gizzard the Century supplies, "n. Figuratively, temper: now only in the phrase to fret one's gizzard." The "now" reference is to 1914. The expression is new to me and I like it. This is a fossil that deserves reanimation.

    July 18, 2016

  • As fairies and elves have their homes

    Why do we neglect our poor gnomes?

    Why can we not harden

    The roof of the garden

    And give them simulacradromes?

    July 18, 2016

  • What rara avis bizarrely fluorescent
    Assails us with crowing incessant?
    It's only the rumpus
    Of brass-pated trumpus
    Who struts in his plumage fulvescent.

    July 17, 2016

  • Whether Brassens or Dylan or Brel

    They draw from the same woeful well

    For each balladmonger

    Affects pallid longueur.

    What unhappy tales they do tell.

    July 16, 2016

  • Though old the tycoon isn't done yet,

    But keeps on his staff young Yvette,

    Who's sufficiently lewd

    To preserve celsitude

    On the oligarch's personal jet.

    July 15, 2016

  • "Late capitalism" is a term used by neo-Marxists to refer to capitalism from about 1945 onwards, with the implication that it is a historically limited stage rather than an eternal feature of all future human society. This period includes the era termed the golden age of capitalism.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Late_capitalism

    July 14, 2016

  • Purportedly an Irishism, but I find only one dictionary entry (the Century), one usage example (the Carleton novel) and no pronunciation guidance.

    An insult is what it's about,

    A bold contumelious shout.

    Should I give a hoot

    If it rhymes with galoot

    Or assume that the word is keout?

    July 14, 2016

  • A master of matters iatric

    If blessed with some talent theatric

    And good looks to boot

    Can scoop up some loot

    In scoring the tv doc hat trick.

    July 13, 2016

  • See itinerant.

    July 13, 2016

  • Forsooth, fulsome praise, as thou sayest,

    Could go to a clever essayist;

    But prithee bestow it

    On some soaring poet

    And not a mere plodding prosaist.

    July 12, 2016

  • A daze? stupefaction?

    July 11, 2016

  • Let a thirst build at first then attack it.

    A beer is improved while you lack it.

    The drier you get

    The more the beer's wet

    And cooler the flanks of the flacket.

    July 11, 2016

  • Ignite a spark by useful friction

    With symmetry in contradiction.

    Inspire or perturb

    By a clever diverb -

    An ancient tool of formal diction.

    July 10, 2016

  • For spuds and for meat he's voracious
    But Grandad makes haste to turn gracious
    And claim he is sated
    If it's intimated
    The next dish could be alliaceous.

    July 9, 2016

  • In Cleveland they'll mime nonchalance

    For cocksureness' vraisemblance.

    Despite a brave show

    At heart they must know

    The exercise is a totentanz.

    July 8, 2016

  • I read your response and I wince.

    I paid him and have not heard since.

    You give me a fright

    But It must be all right;

    He told me (aside) he’s a prince.

    July 7, 2016

  • A courtier with little shame feigns

    He's smitten by royal plain janes.

    He'll hint at hot bliss

    To a credulous miss

    But give her no more than baisemains.

    July 7, 2016

  • A general of Rome grown irate

    In heat may incline to decimate,

    Or soothed by the touch

    Of one he loves much

    Relent and benignly centesimate.

    July 6, 2016

  • In my high school Latin class I learned that decimation was a punishment in which one of every ten members of a disgraced legion or other military unit was bludgeoned to death by the other nine. The idea made a deep impression on me. The word seems, however, to be more commonly used to mean "utterly destroy." The common usage has always grated on my ear because the word so loudly proclaims its root in the number ten.

    Perhaps the more general application has come about because it sounds so much like "devastate." Something similar could happen to centesimate, which by its sound suggests a sensitivity to pheromones. It could come to describe mating behavior, as in, "I can tell by the tomcats' yowling that a female has been centesimated."

    July 6, 2016

  • There is nothing I would enjoy more than a visit to Australia and the pleasure of kindly, witty company. At present I am awaiting the cash part of the Nobel Prize for Limericks, which a nice man from Nigeria assured me will follow promptly on the processing of my fees. As soon as that comes through I'll be on my way. You'll know I'm coming if you listen at night by the Alimentation Station:

    I loathe to promote hysterical games
    But cock an ear for chimerical trains.
    Midst whistles and clatter
    And such ghostly matter
    You'll faintly catch limerical strains.

    July 6, 2016

  • Should antipodeans assail ya

    Your virtue may nothing avail ya.

    Oh beware, my darling!

    There's danger of farling

    In all the rough parts of Australia.

    July 5, 2016

  • Isn't bearjam what you find between your toes after walking barefoot in the woods?

    July 5, 2016

  • While shunning is painfully felt,

    A tradesman must work with what's dealt.

    Though no one smells stronger

    Than a busy fellmonger

    It's the price that is paid for the pelt.

    July 5, 2016

  • At mid-day they pander abjectly;

    By twilight they cry out "elect me!"

    But shrill pleas are drowned

    By sight and the sound

    Of Fourth of July pyrotechny.

    July 4, 2016

  • Alas, the degenerate levels

    They reach in their unseemly revels!

    Hear the tormented screech

    Of abused parts of speech

    In the jaws of Tasmanian devils!

    July 4, 2016

  • Befuddlement makes me quite frantic.

    The migraine I get is gigantic.

    I sadly confess

    I feel this distress

    While struggling to grasp "apophantic."

    July 3, 2016

  • You fill it with lean meat or suet

    And call it a mortress or chewet,

    But if crust enfold it

    So that you can hold it

    It's pie any way you construe it.

    July 2, 2016

  • The walls of the cold palace spell

    The distance the old family fell.

    Their misery's told

    In Gobelins sold

    And hung in their place, brocatel.

    July 1, 2016

  • Let not Aussie customs perturb.

    Their scorn for the rules is superb;

    They brew up their crops

    Of barley and hops

    Then dare to use farl as a verb.

    July 1, 2016

  • A piece of an oatcake for sure

    Is more than this scribe can endure!

    I'm stymied by 'farl'

    'Cause dressing up 'harl'

    Has left me no rhymes to procure.

    See comments at harl, which was Word of the Day May 24, 2014.

    June 30, 2016

  • How long should the shadow of youth last

    And when shed the shame of uncouth past?

    From miscreant young

    There often have sprung

    Grown men who are noble and soothfast.

    June 29, 2016

  • If challenged to poems at dawn
    Let doubting be banished and gone.
    Your foe cannot strike you
    If he's armed with haiku
    And you have your limerick drawn.

    June 28, 2016

  • A memorable tiffin gives joy

    From the delicate gear you deploy.

    It's always more swank

    If the tea that you drank

    Was served from a little teapoy.

    June 28, 2016

  • Contemplative, maybe? Or constitutionalist?

    June 28, 2016

  • The conscience patrols and polices

    But nonetheless sin never ceases.

    If we're to evolve

    The change must involve

    Updating our old synderesis.

    June 27, 2016

  • A lifetime of bills in arrear

    Trump paints as a golden career!

    For avid bullshitters

    It's not gold that glitters

    But polished brass mythopoeia.

    June 26, 2016

  • This is one of those words that is pronounced in starkly different fashion on opposite sides of the Atlantic. In England the word rhymes with Ethiopia; in the U.S. It rhymes with gonorrhea.

    June 26, 2016

  • Patricia takes many a liberty,

    Is flippant and nipperty-tipperty.

    Will nothing inhibit

    This flibbertigibbet,

    So impishly perky and flirty?

    June 25, 2016

  • Intending a light and fluffy show

    I came across as stuffy though.

    Please pardon my folly.

    I aimed to be jolly

    But struck, it seems, too rough a blow.

    June 25, 2016

  • Romance is afloat on the breeze,

    That highway of birds and the bees.

    Miasmic panmixia

    Is lovers' asphyxia.

    A coupling that's random can't please.

    June 24, 2016

  • Now, bilby, I weary of guff you throw.

    This really is more than enough, you know.

    I haven't the time

    To search for a rhyme

    For something as silly as Gruffalo.

    June 24, 2016

  • There's much that a spa can instill:

    Cold showers can stiffen the will;

    Applying euthenics

    Can calm the splenetics,

    While mud baths cure many an ill.

    June 23, 2016

  • When Ernest was young and in school

    The boy was a nerd en capsule.

    Since one of his whims

    Was strange synonyms

    A seesaw he'd call a bascule.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    June 22, 2016

  • One's work and nutrition do battle

    So breakfast each morning's a caddle

    Or, too rushed to grapple,

    We pocket an apple

    And, thwarted again, we skedaddle.

    June 21, 2016

  • I see little of Brexit in Texit
    It's only the sound that connects it.
    The most they can muster
    Is boasting and bluster.
    From Texans one simply expects it.

    June 21, 2016

  • I ask as it's colder and wetter

    If heat or more clothing is better?

    As per my last gas bill

    I'll buy a wraprascal

    To wind around me in my sweater.

    June 20, 2016

  • In case the depiction elude us:

    I think the old crone is construed as

    A termagant hag,

    A shrewish old bag,

    A harridan Scott calls a rudas.

    June 19, 2016

  • A bloke with no fisticuffs skill
    Can have his vicarious thrill
    And use boxiana
    In safe proxy manner
    To imagine he's king of the hill.

    June 18, 2016

  • Some folks with Highlandish tilts
    Affect rather outlandish lilts
    But nurse an aversion
    To whole Scots conversion
    By dressing in two-legged skilts.

    June 17, 2016

  • Still warm from the oven and fresh

    A new loaf heals spirit and flesh.

    Succumb to the spell

    Of crust like a shell

    And crumb that is fragrant and nesh.

    June 16, 2016

  • Compare lubritorium. This used to be a label commonly placed over gas station service bay doors when I was a kid - long, long ago.

    June 16, 2016

  • Continuing to reflect on the thin documentation for bourasque I am now thinking that most lexicographers who have considered the matter may have decided that its rare occurrences are simply instances of a French word misspelled.

    June 15, 2016

  • See comments at bourasque.

    June 15, 2016

  • According to the Golden Legend, an 11th century compendium of hagiography, three siblings prominent in the New Testament made their way to the South of France in the first century, AD. These were Martha, Mary (in this tale a conflation of Martha’s sister Mary and Mary Magdalen) and Lazarus, their brother who had been raised from the dead by Jesus. Pagans had set these three adrift on the Mediterranean in a boat with neither sail nor rudder but by miraculous intervention they landed safely near Marseille. There they set up shop as miracle workers.
    The region around the mouth of the Rhône river had long been ravaged by a fierce dragon called the Tarasque. With hymns and holy water Martha tamed the Tarasque and led it back to the village it had been terrorizing. The villagers killed the unresisting beast, regretted doing so, and as a token of their remorse renamed the village Tarascon.

    Traversing the Med's a tough task,
    Becalmed or else tossed by bourasque,
    And then you arrive
    Where locals connive
    To get you to tame the tarasque.

    June 15, 2016

  • I find bourasque defined only in Century and Collins. None of the other internet-accesible dictionaries (not even the OED) include it. However bourrasque (with a double ‘r’) is routinely included in French dictionaries where it is defined as a storm or a gust of wind. Google Translator renders it as squall. It is odd that it should have been borrowed into English with an altered spelling and then hardly ever used.

    June 15, 2016

  • Your definition makes sense, alexz, if the emphasis is put on a long 'a' for the middle syllable. If the emphasis is put on the first syllable it becomes the dinner bell in the ship's prison.

    June 15, 2016

  • Hot passion online's a safe tactic,
    Most outcomes are anticlimactic.
    So spew molten woo
    While knowing that you
    And she are no doubt allopatric.

    June 14, 2016

  • ruzuzu, weary of wretched Don's dreck,
    Resolved to kick ass and wreak heck.
    Her sly wry aspersions
    And animadversions
    Effectively wrang Herr Trump's neck.

    June 13, 2016

  • My wardrobe's omissions are several.

    They're things I don't own nor ever will:

    A cane and cravat

    A shiny top hat,

    Or buff-colored gloves made of cheveril.

    June 13, 2016

  • To give some cachet to a jacket

    That otherwise simply would lack it

    You can, if you choose,

    Say it's a vareuse.

    It's a ruse of the high fashion racket.

    June 12, 2016

  • Some oxen are known for their musk

    And narwhals are typed by the tusk.

    The sloth is a creature

    Whose defining feature

    Is being quite perfectly lusk.

    June 11, 2016

  • It is my understanding that alpargata and espadrille do share ancestry. The Wkipedia entry for Espadrille contains the following:

    The existence of this kind of shoes in Europe is documented since at least 1322, when they appear described for the first time with its current Catalan name.

    The term espadrille is French and derives from the word in the Occitan language, which comes from espardenya, in Catalan or alpargata and esparteña in Castilian/Spanish. Both espardenya and esparteña refer to a type of shoes made with esparto, a tough, wiry Mediterranean grass used in making rope. Its name in the Basque region is espartina.

    June 10, 2016

  • Throughout all the Catalan hills

    They're worn by who talks and who tills.

    Though all social strata

    May wear alpargata

    The well-born will say "espadrilles."

    June 10, 2016

  • Now bilby's strange lingo's all tangled,

    A mélange that's new and odd-fangled.

    I have to be frank -

    I'm drawing a blank;

    Methinks his bahasa's bemangled.

    June 10, 2016

  • Poor bilby, I say with respect,
    Ignores the French boat that was wrecked.
    For Javans descended
    From Frenchies upended
    The cabas is apt and correct.

    June 9, 2016

  • He seemed a hail fellow well met

    And offered his "last" cigarette

    He bought with his bonhomie

    A friend with economy

    For many "last" bide in his cellaret.

    June 9, 2016

  • The painting begins as blottesque

    The genius is found in what's next:

    There's vigorous rubbing

    (A furious drubbing!)

    Et voilà! Un chef-d'oeuvre frottesque!

    June 8, 2016

  • Since she is a baker and so's he

    The dough balls they start with are fozy.

    When the kneading is done

    And the rising begun

    They nestle together quite cozy.

    June 7, 2016

  • The shah loved his hairdo quite bushy

    And fondly protected his tushy.

    The settee he sat in

    On cushions of satin

    Was backed by a glorious pushti.

    June 7, 2016

  • This is a westernized village. (Picky, picky.)

    June 7, 2016

  • Pronunciation note: Sometimes the 's' is omitted. When present it is silent.

    June 6, 2016

  • When mountains blow up out in Java

    The villagers flee from the lava

    With the clothes on their backs,

    Some food in their packs,

    And each baby tucked in a cabas.

    June 6, 2016

  • According to the “Irish Slang” site (http://www.irishslang.info/roscommon/roscommon/latchico) it means: a lazy person, usually male.

    June 5, 2016

  • Our plans and ambitions are flimsy,

    Assembled from movies and whimsy,

    But the brutal banality

    Of dreamless reality

    Makes mock of cloud castles so slimsy.

    June 5, 2016

  • It was probably shunned by the herd.

    June 5, 2016

  • Ha! Good one, alexz, although it took me a while to realize that I was not getting an extremely bad review.

    June 4, 2016

  • The innocent pay simple court

    Not knowing that love is blood sport.

    Who enters those lists

    Expecting sweet trysts

    Soon finds they're engaged alamort.

    June 4, 2016

  • What hides in the syllable 'umble'

    That makes all its settings so humble?

    A tumble's a fall

    (But only if small)

    And a stumbling mumbler will drumble.

    June 3, 2016

  • For Puss in eternal cat rhythm

    Her last breath is no cataclysm,

    For soon she will rise

    Installed in night skies.

    Her next stage is catasterism.

    June 2, 2016

  • To shrink my unwelcome enormity

    And profit by healthful conformity

    On my bicycle ride

    The Fitbit's my guide,

    Reporting on crucial biometry.

    June 1, 2016

  • Your epic needs echoes Homeric;

    For thrillers use tough talk generic.

    If nonfiction's your game

    Then make it your aim

    Above all to be exoteric.

    May 31, 2016

  • A parable mates sundry pieces:

    The set-up we call diegesis,

    But all who are able

    To tinker a fable

    Will use it to prop up a thesis.

    May 30, 2016

  • It's all right Carolynsteiner. Don't mind bilby. Some of the nicest people I know fard.

    May 29, 2016

  • Our Ernest abroad keeps his hand in.

    There's never a word he'll abandon,

    Though it does seem a vagary

    To glean such as waragi -

    A word that's not ours but Ugandan.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    May 29, 2016

  • How can you tell that an artist's work is selling fast?

    May 28, 2016

  • Since a cart may be open or closed

    Appropriate dress is supposed.

    If you take a whirlicote

    In Winter a burly coat

    Is worn by the rider well-clothed.

    May 28, 2016

  • Looks like a feeble borrowing of the "lesser of two weevils" joke from O'Brian's Aubrey/Maturin novels. Or is there something here too subtle for me?

    May 28, 2016

  • So now we know where Spamski gets those blocks of text, although I have to say that "Smoking of the lake..." is a less lively example than most.

    May 27, 2016

  • Greetings.

    May 27, 2016

  • No matter how clearly malignant

    The Trumpies think their man's benignant,

    But cite, if you dare,

    Preposterous hair

    And see them all rise up indignant.

    May 27, 2016

  • italicosis. - n. A noxious typographical infection by which characters once sturdy and upright are compelled to limp across the page bent like weary travelers fighting a strong East wind. Italics are like some medicines, such as Warfarin, which are beneficial in small amounts but deadly in quantity. Wordnik is struck by this malady from time to time when an infected comment is placed and the telltale rash is spread to all the text on the page below it. This is the result of a double error: first, failing to close the italics HTML markup and, second, failing to check the fresh entry in the context of the Community page to see if it is affecting its neighbors.

    Italics are good in small doses
    As means of directing the focus.
    But if they're unchecked
    The whole site is wrecked
    By rampaging italicosis.

    May 26, 2016

  • I shudder (I do hope genteelly)

    And ask myself, "Can it be, really?"

    I must trust the fairy

    Who answers my query:

    Quvenzhané's in no way Swahili.

    May 26, 2016

  • If you'd not be thought misanthropic

    Then hew to a course philosophic

    And look on your fellows,

    The whites, blacks and yellows,

    Alike with an eye that's scotopic.

    May 26, 2016

  • The Ship of State's rules can be dull;

    There's ballast that lards its deep hull.

    A certain percentage

    Is no more than kentledge

    And not worth the work to annul.

    May 25, 2016

  • His scorn for the lecture was utter.
    I heard the old fisherman mutter,
    "I'll heed that scientist fella
    And call the thing 'vellela,'
    But damned if I'll copy his stutter."

    May 25, 2016

  • In the lab curiosity fuels

    The use of unorthodox tools:

    We find that rotifera

    In juice of vinifera

    Are tasty wheel-animalcules.

    May 25, 2016

  • prosthesis

    May 24, 2016

  • When Missy awakes on dewy morns
    She spruces up her unicorns.
    Each ear, though of leather,
    She tops with a feather,
    Preferring her myths have plumicorns.

    May 24, 2016

  • The gamelan comes from Jakarta

    And Stockholm supplies nyckelharpa.

    When they jam together

    Regardless of weather

    They dress in sarong and a parka.

    May 23, 2016

  • Magna Carta

    May 23, 2016

  • From hearing that man on the stump

    I acquired a gut full of Trump.

    A healer examined me

    And dosed me with scammony

    For a purgative triumphant dump.

    May 22, 2016

  • I’m having a hard time finding pronunciation guidance on this one. The OED suggests what looks like a diphthong – wuh-oof. It’s Scottish of course, so it’s anybody’s guess.

    The Scots stay from good sense aloof,
    A word such as this is the proof.
    In Winter wits wilt
    From wearing a kilt
    And poor Jocks are driven quite wowf.

    May 21, 2016

  • The doc thought, "These symptoms are specious.
    This patient is being facetious
    Or hypochodriacal
    To a point near maniacal
    To claim such a strange anamnesis."

    May 20, 2016

  • When asked if the hairdo is nice

    Know truth can exact a high price.

    Dispense with your honor

    And heap praise upon her

    For timorous lies won't satisfice.

    May 19, 2016

  • To many a custom the South is heir

    But many are gone to thin air.

    No more are we blessed

    By the welcoming fest,

    Oh grieve for the vanished infare!

    May 18, 2016

  • Come shop at the market on rails

    And find a sure cure for what ails!

    Some babaganoush

    Will slim your caboose

    Or stoke up your boiler with kales.

    May 18, 2016

  • Alimentation Station

    May 18, 2016

  • Her lover may come as a guiser

    Obscured in a Carnival vizor,

    Concealing his visage

    From casual quizzage

    To intrigue and then to surprise her.

    May 17, 2016

  • A drum major's tool to commune

    And measure the beat of the tune

    Is a staff that is bladeless

    And part of parade dress

    But surely near kin to spontoon.

    May 16, 2016

  • To homeland their hearts do men afix

    In love confused by gender tricks.

    While perfectly glad

    That Patria's Dad

    The Motherland's their genitrix.

    May 15, 2016

  • The mustachioed lady's devotion

    Is testing each balm and each lotion.

    In hunting an aroph

    To take her lip hair off

    She'll try any alchemist's potion.

    May 14, 2016

  • Scared sailors in tempests desire

    An omen to calm and inspire

    And pray for a corposant

    To burn in the topgallant,

    The comfort of Saint Elmo's fire.

    May 13, 2016

  • From the definitions and examples provided it seems that among the beasts who may be called stot are: horse, stallion (aka staig), ox (aka stirk), bull, heifer (aka quey), calf, weasel, stoat.

    Pray tell if you can: what's a stot?

    It's most of the livestock we've got -

    A stirk or a quey

    Or a staig in it's way.

    It seems there's near nothing it's not.

    The definition as a verb is more appealing. It describes an amusing form of locomotion favored by young chamois, goats, lambs and the like in which they progress in an exuberant series of four-footed leaps. This is also known as pronking. YouTube abounds in videos of animals stotting or pronking.

    When creatures walk not as they ought

    But bound on all fours from a spot

    It's joy they announce

    With each silly bounce

    As ungulates happily stot.

    May 12, 2016

  • Rodin was a sculptor complete,

    Not least when he sat to excrete.

    That exquisite shaper

    Controlled so his taper

    That each of his turds was terete.

    May 11, 2016

  • Curiously the Word of the Day notification supplies the only definition of the five aggregated on the full entry page that omits mention of the "tapered at the ends" feature of terete structures.

    May 11, 2016

  • bilby flatters me outrageously - a practice I encourage at every opportunity. As to The Limerick King - self-anointed royals tread a perilous path:

    The "King" should eschew boastful ways.
    The rhyming gift visits but strays.
    We surely will stumble
    So, best we be humble
    And wait until others give praise.

    May 11, 2016

  • While some to bare hilltops aspire

    And others scale cliffs of desire,

    The sage wisely seeks

    The way between peaks

    And tranquilly travels the swire.

    May 10, 2016

  • True friendship must follow on latency -

    An interval promoting patency,

    For time and some trial

    Expose any guile.

    So bide for a while to wait and see.

    May 9, 2016

  • Should mantises on Noah's ark mate

    The male must embrace a stark fate:

    Only she will debark

    From that saving ark

    To rule in her matriarchate.

    N. b., I understand that current science teaches that the female praying mantis only sometimes eats her mate during copulation, but I have it on good authority that this was standard practice in Noah's day.

    May 8, 2016

  • Preserve me from neighbors obstreperous,

    And night squalls appallingly crepitous.

    My sleep, so hard won,

    Must not be undone

    By any disturbance or strepitus.

    May 7, 2016

  • For love-stricken Parisiennes

    The long fevered night finally ends,

    With limbs sweetly tangled

    In dawn light that's angled

    And stippled by closed persiennes.

    May 6, 2016

  • Thank you, bilby. You are generous and wise.

    May 6, 2016

  • A gaucho of taste adds vanilla

    Or soupçon of fine manzanilla

    And calls his maté,

    Thus rendered parfait,

    The best that has kissed a bombilla.

    May 5, 2016

  • A lion in murderous launch

    Sinks teeth in a wildebeest haunch.

    There's no tune that cheers

    The leonine ears

    More than the sound of that craunch.

    May 4, 2016

  • When peasants were gin-soaked and smelly

    The wagon was hitched to Old Nelly.

    The churls with the wobbles

    Were trundled 'cross cobbles

    While feeling the strike of each felly.

    May 3, 2016

  • And I think in some parts of Ireland words such as fierce and immerse would rhyme with scarce. This will require some thought. Meanwhile,

    I'll search for consonant pairs

    That work without putting on airs.

    Though maybe not crisp,

    If you have a lisp

    The rhymes are not really that scarce.

    May 2, 2016

  • A new term was tried to anoint

    A fixture with bulbs at each point.

    They tried electrolier

    Instead of chandelier

    But now it's the update that's quaint.

    May 2, 2016

  • I think TankHughes deseves some sort of word hoarder's trophy for knowing about this They Might Be Giants song.

    May 1, 2016

  • See comments at doorcase.

    May 1, 2016

  • A Murphy bed's shy but polite;

    In daytime it keeps out of sight.

    It hides in a doorcase

    To free up some floor space

    And only comes out in the night.

    May 1, 2016

  • The North slav will miss his sastruga,

    The slav of the East his beluga.

    For the sad southern slav

    The homesickness salve

    Is talk of his cherished zadruga.

    April 30, 2016

  • Said Ernest, contrite and compunct,
    "When tested I surely have flunked.
    I called it a fraud
    But the word is just odd,
    Not pompous or phony, just unked.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    April 29, 2016

  • A cephalophore (from the Greek for "head-carrier") is a saint who is generally depicted carrying his or her own head; in art, this was usually meant to signify that the subject in question had been martyred by beheading. Handling the halo in this circumstance offers a unique challenge for the artist. Some put the halo where the head used to be; others have the saint carrying the halo along with the head.

    The term "cephalophore" was first used in a French article by Marcel Hébert, "Les martyrs céphalophores Euchaire, Elophe et Libaire", in Revue de l'Université de Bruxelles, v. 19 (1914).

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cephalophore

    April 28, 2016

  • We Wordniks, well-mannered though droll,

    Have wearied of Spamski the Troll.

    When a hideous spam spike

    Stands out like a rampike

    Please, Erin, quick chop down that Pole.

    April 28, 2016

  • The bottle's a liar at best,

    As many a wretch can attest.

    To drink supernaculum

    Is a sad simulacrum

    Of life that is lived with true zest.

    April 27, 2016

  • A French croissant's a revelation,

    A triumph of morning gustation.

    The dull sheen of butter

    Sets my heart aflutter

    And crunch of the crusty crispation.

    April 26, 2016

  • The punk kids all yearn to be jazzier

    And wear duds once dull but now snazzier.

    Like loud clouds of locusts

    Ferociously focused

    They subject the thrift shops to razzia.

    April 25, 2016

  • treacherous, duplicitous, mendacious

    April 24, 2016

  • Each romcom you write will require

    Some trick to provide the needfire,

    Some sort of meet cute

    Like a silly dispute

    To kindle the flames of desire.

    April 24, 2016

  • Alphonse was a pampered reptile,

    A model of serpentine style.

    He basked in a tazza

    On a sunny piazza

    While folks fed him bugs all the while.

    April 23, 2016

  • This could also be a word you don't want to hear from the mouth of your cardiologisy.

    April 22, 2016

  • We mock grim death to partake

    In horrors that carnivals make.

    If the danger is faux

    We'll give it a go

    To thrill at a harmless heartquake.

    April 22, 2016

  • The maiden of Calcutta kneeled

    And to her stern father appealed.

    "We need no more dowry

    Than your tattered chowry.

    Let love be our shelter and shield!"

    April 21, 2016

  • A lumberjack pleases his girl

    By skill at the lubricious twirl.

    The peavey applied

    To front and backside

    Is something they learn when they birl.

    April 20, 2016

  • His dancing was wildest gyration

    And sure to induce dehydration,

    The which to avoid

    Our Ernest employed

    A liberal dose of prelibation.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    April 19, 2016

  • From her window (alone, pale and wan)
    Conchita espied handsome Juan:
    To the door in a rush,
    And a maidenly blush
    To draw him within her zaguan.

    April 18, 2016

  • Why'd the angry viper viper nose?
    'Cause the adder adder 'ankerchief
    To 'elp 'er asp irate.

    April 18, 2016

  • A good coat need not be enormous
    But cite for a still doubting thomas:
    Pioneers braved the storm
    While still keeping warm
    With only the short humble wamus.

    April 17, 2016

  • A teacher was heard to profess

    That teenaged boys are a mess

    Discussion of algebra

    Will close up their palpebra-

    Wide open for bras in a dress.

    April 16, 2016

  • Gluggaveður is a popular word on the net, perhaps because it has been promoted as one of a list of words in Icelandic that could be usefully borrowed into other languages. "'Window-weather' describes weather that 'is nice to look at through a window, but not nice to be out in.'”

    The eth character (ð) is pronounced like a furry version of the English th, or, as Wikipedia has it: "In Icelandic, ð represents a (usually apical) voiced alveolar non-sibilant fricative ..." It is best to find an audible pronunciation online to get the idea.

    The strange gods of Iceland bequeath her
    A magical shape-shiftng ether.
    Where fire burns on ice
    And fine views entice
    That the unwary find gluggaveður.

    April 16, 2016

  • Though roommates complain he's voracious;

    And girls in alarm cry, "salacious",

    To parents the boy,

    Their bundle of joy,

    Is only a trifle rampacious.

    April 15, 2016

  • A cavegirl no doubt in the past,

    Assessing each caveguy who asked,

    Assigned a high premium

    To a dry hypogeum

    And love, if considered, came last.

    April 14, 2016

  • The Biblioburro and learned madrina

    Meet secretly behind the cantina.

    For better or worse

    They bray out their verse,

    A sonnet for him, hers a sestina.

    April 13, 2016

  • We're carefree until we're pubescent,

    Ambitious until we're senescent.

    Our ripeness is fleet;

    Let's pray it be sweet

    Before we are old and acescent.

    April 12, 2016

  • I salute your foresight, alexz, but why spamblast a bilbism? Is he collateral damage?

    April 12, 2016

  • My rather lengthy comment below is reposted (unfortunately out of sequence) because it had been blown away by an overeager spambuster. In fact for a while everything posted by qms was FLAGGED AS SPAM. Usually people are too politely discreet to make this declaration. Apparently Erin has admonished all to mind their manners.

    April 12, 2016

  • Thank you, alexz, for taking my peculiar limitations into account, but I don't think I'm quite ready for haiku:

    The limerick for now is my niche.

    I don't think I'm likely to switch.

    Though noble, haiku

    Just simply won't do

    As leaving unscratched the rhyming itch.

    And, bilby, I don't know whether rhyming mizbpdjryeq is an impossible challenge or none at all. My limited exposure to Polish persuades me that the pronunciation of any word is completely arbitrary. I don't know how those people communicate with one another. I could probably rhyme mizbpdjryeq with orange and proclaim myself victor.

    I wonder if our polskispam is the output of the legendary million monkeys typing away to produce the works of Shakespeare? I think they are closing in on Finnegan's Wake.

    I will be traveling for a while and may miss a day here and there but I will be pondering the content of the bqrxqhslbdi spam and considering how to get Xanthippe and Calvin into the same limerick.

    April 12, 2016

  • I sent my snottygobble limerick to a group of my old Peace Corps buddies. The one who lives in Perth, a naturalist by trade, was pleased to tell me that the plant is native to his corner of Oz. He even sent a photo. He deprecated the appearance of the shrub but I found it handsome enough. He also observed that six-year-old boys find the word hilarious. I am glad to have defined my true peers.

    April 11, 2016

  • From Kraków to Łódź, confused as heck,

    The spammers are diffusing dreck.

    To spam about art

    You need to be smart

    And know how to spell Toulouse-Lautrec.

    April 11, 2016

  • I have found at least eight proposed pronunciations for this word. The first syllable can be vi, vuh, or vai. and the third syllable can be in, ine, or een. Stress can fall on any of the three syllables. What is a rhymer to do?

    As how to pronounce there's no tellin'.

    I guess it could rhyme with Magellan,

    (But, oh, the disgrace

    Of egg on my face

    If I misrepresent vitelline!

    )

    Should I opt for a course anodyne

    And yoke it with Sweet Adeline?

    (But, ah, the crude jokes

    About curdled yolks

    If I'm wrong about damned vitelline!

    )

    I wonder would rules contravene

    If I drag in the works of Racine?

    (But hear my shell cracking

    From the shellacking

    I'll take for a failed vitelline.

    )

    April 11, 2016

  • See also snottygobble.

    April 10, 2016

  • What shocks us more than snottygobble,
    Revolts us worse than naughty snot’ll?
    The ultimate gauge
    Of the true autophage
    Is he who will savor the potty bauble.

    Connoisseurs of such themes really should consult the comments at autophage, where much deep delving is done.

    April 10, 2016

  • From golden shoes to double pschent

    Young Tut displayed a dandy's bent.

    His tomb room ushabti

    Were notably natty

    Befitting the shade of a gent.

    April 10, 2016

  • The zombies, disfigured and carious,

    (What flesh still attaches - cinereous)

    Are meant to apall

    But I find withal

    Their affect is downright hilarious.

    April 9, 2016

  • Methinks that the allusion is to mammary protrusion.

    April 9, 2016

  • There is also this: "To ruffle the temper of; annoy; vex: followed by up."

    As in, "I say, Matilda, you've quite rucked me up,"

    April 9, 2016

  • Among the many definitions offered for "ruck" is this from The Century: "To perch; seat, as a bird when roosting: used reflexively."

    Does this mean that one can affect an air of innocence while telling someone to "go ruck himself?"

    What a useful piece of information.

    April 8, 2016

  • For hermits in their xerophagy

    A diet of dust is philosophy.

    It's also their practice

    To forego a mattress

    And slumber in wooden sarcophagi.

    April 8, 2016

  • potsherd

    April 6, 2016

  • Though fans of mass transit may mutter

    Of trains that melt distance like butter,

    Amtrak can't compare

    With bullets elsewhere.

    Our train is at best a wadcutter.

    April 6, 2016

  • A sultry seductive chanteuse
    Her hypnotic voice fairly purrs.
    I once was quite smitten
    By Eartha, sweet Kitten,
    The actress and charming diseuse.

    April 5, 2016


  • If wadi will work in Casablanca

    Or canyon in old Salamanca,

    When gulch and ravine,

    And gully all mean

    Arroyo, what need of barranca?

    April 4, 2016

  • The definitions provided are inadequate. They give the misleading impression that a pochade could be a sketch in pencil or charcoal (a croquis). A pochade is a preliminary sketch for a painting executed in a pigmented medium - oil, watercolrs or acrylic. See Wikipedia.

    His painterly pose was facade
    For ladies on their promenade.
    His prating of pigment
    Was only a figment.
    The man couldn't paint a pochade.

    April 3, 2016

  • The jewels of Picasso's Paloma

    Are famous in Paris and Roma.

    Does she feel any guilt

    That her house is built

    On Pablo's revered crepidoma?

    April 2, 2016

  • His campaign is nasty and lutulent;

    In Donald's discourse is brute intent.

    With so much mud flung

    A portion has clung

    To judge by the lingering putrid scent.

    April 1, 2016

  • Spamwallopers would be a good name for an outfit selling services to block Polish penis ads.

    March 31, 2016

  • A caricature can be quite crude

    Or subtly by details allude:

    A chap with a poodle

    Will seem a fopdoodle

    But a guy with a mastiff's a dude.

    March 31, 2016

  • Old Homer the poet was blind

    But, eyeless, had sight of a kind.

    He managed somehow

    To make eigengrau

    Glow vivid with hues of the mind.

    March 30, 2016

  • Thank you, bilby. I had assumed the general silence was out of grief for lost innocence.

    March 30, 2016

  • His passion was waxen tableaux

    With every small detail just so,

    Like miniature canakins

    In hands of wee mannequins

    In the Mad Hatters tea at Tussaud's.

    March 29, 2016

  • The 1040 filing might tempt some

    To concoct a phony exemption.

    Should an IRS audit

    Uncover the fraud it

    Will take back the cash by diremption.

    March 28, 2016

  • We have been here before. (See comments and limerick below.) The highly doubtful baseball application continues to puzzle. Perhaps this:

    It could be a typo, this "bingle,"

    Or has it a pedigree lingual?

    If a batter is swift

    First base is a gift

    To one who beats out a bunt single.

    March 27, 2016

  • Maria, though fond of constabulary,
    Prefers local cops to carabinieri.
    The neighborhood sbirro
    Is her secret hero,
    Her ideal man to love and marry.

    March 26, 2016

  • Today's Word of the Day is a seriously conflicted item. The definitions and examples provided support its use to mean

    1. night blindness

    2. day blindness

    3. especially keen vision in low light

    The OED confirms this multiplicity of uses, including among its examples the following:

    "1684 tr. S. Blankaart Physical Dict. 208 Nyctalopia is two-fold: the first is a Dimness of Sight in the Night..: The other is a Dimness in the Light, and clear Sight in the Night, or in Shades."

    To add to the confusion see the definition offered by The Century for hemeralopia:

    "n. In pathology, a defect of sight in consequence of which distinct vision is possible only in artificial or dim light; day-blindness. The term is also used, however, to express exactly the opposite defect of vision. See nyctalopia."

    Versatility is a useful quality in many things but not so much in words.

    Also, all the links to the Jules Verne novel “In Search of the Castaways” in the usage examples fail. Here is a working link to the book at the Gutenberg Project: http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2083

    Low clouds the sun's set alight

    I saw once as dawn growing bright.

    As grim nyctalopia

    Turns everything taupier

    I now see the falling of night.

    March 25, 2016

  • At night he is solemn and lazy,

    Distracted and quietly hazy.

    He must be bipolar

    Or else lunisolar -

    In daylight he rages like crazy.

    March 24, 2016

  • Confusion is normal though comical;

    It whispers the base anatomical,

    But true uranology

    Need blush no apology.

    The action is all astronomical.

    March 23, 2016

  • Of wisdom's constituent pieces

    A chief is well-practiced noesis.

    So nurse your capacity

    For healthy sagacity

    And nourish your skill at phronesis.

    March 22, 2016

  • Thank you,bilby. I need a spectacle revision. I will now look into Elmer's history, which seems unlikely.

    March 22, 2016

  • In Dido or Pelléas et Mélisande

    We know what follows eclaircissement.

    It's fitting and proper

    And a fast rule of opera:

    The clamorous death is the dénoument.

    March 21, 2016

  • My cat finds contentment so simply:
    After dining she drapes herself limply,
    Sufficiently fed
    And flopped in her bed
    That catches the sunbeam just jimply.

    March 20, 2016

  • Mercutio was funny and ribald

    Till stilled by the sinister Tybalt.

    A wit's end for sure,

    To spew calembour

    As enemies fatally quibbled.

    March 19, 2016

  • See also deesis.

    March 18, 2016

  • When whelmed by more joy or despair

    Than words can express or repair,

    Resort to deesis,

    A verbal prothsesis

    That props up a curse or a prayer.

    March 18, 2016

  • See also Deesis.

    March 18, 2016

  • In Byzantine art, and later Eastern Orthodox art generally, the Deësis or Deisis (Greek: δέησις, "prayer" or "supplication"), is a traditional iconic representation of Christ in Majesty or Christ Pantocrator: enthroned, carrying a book, and flanked by the Virgin Mary and St. John the Baptist, and sometimes other saints and angels. Mary and John, and any other figures, are shown facing towards Christ with their hands raised in supplication on behalf of humanity.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deesis

    March 18, 2016

  • A hostage to harsh orthodoxy

    Poor Bridey, still yearning for boxty,

    Mashed tofu and fried it

    So honored her diet

    While eating potatoes by proxy.

    And a happy Saint Patrick's day to all!

    March 17, 2016

  • In Winter to muster a sham of dawn

    Bleak Russkies break out the samogon.

    As moonshine makes night

    Grow warmer and bright

    They conjure the sun in a dramathon.

    March 16, 2016

  • Well po-po and Poe Dameron are new ones to me, zuzu, so I reciprocate gratitude.

    March 16, 2016

  • The pleasures of those ventripotent

    Are first, to secure the best quotient,

    Next savage the feast,

    Gorging veggie and beast,

    And after to dream of time so spent.

    March 15, 2016

  • A poe is someone on the internet who expresses a deliberately extreme position as an instance of Poe's law - a poker-faced parodist in a context where parody is indistinguishable from the real thing.

    The Urban Dictionary

    Wikipedia

    March 15, 2016

  • See nocturnal emission.

    March 15, 2016

  • In a pastry crust.

    Oxford Dictionaries

    March 14, 2016


  • Some scholars, authority-centric,

    Think culture is stable and lentic

    But those more demotic

    Contend it is lotic

    And change is more truly authentic.

    March 14, 2016

  • I cannot confirm that Peter, Cottontail, Mopsy and Flopsy are eligible for necropsy, but I have learned more of their story.

    It has been many a long year since I last consulted the tale of Peter and company. If, like me, you need to refresh your memory, you can do so here.

    The seeds of the unhappiness to come are evident in this seemingly innocent history. Note, for instance, that Mrs Rabbit is guilty of euphemism of criminal proportion in warning against going to Farmer McGregor's garden : '...your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.'

    What followed was inevitable and sadly familiar.

    As youngsters undoubtedly cute,

    But grown they are broken-home fruit.

    It's what to expect

    From mother's neglect

    And a dad who departed en croute.

    Now Flopsy, that infamous floozy,

    Like Mopsy is idle and boozy.

    That wretch Cottontail

    Is headed for jail

    But Pilfering Pete's the true doozy.

    Mere cuteness is no sturdy crutch

    And social work didn't help much.

    So mired in bad habits

    This sad clan of rabbits

    Will do some hard time in the hutch.

    March 14, 2016

  • Anthony Frederick Sarg (April 21, 1880 – February 17, 1942), known professionally as Tony Sarg, was a German American puppeteer and illustrator. He was described as "America's Puppet Master", and in his biography as the father of modern puppetry in North America.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_Sarg

    March 14, 2016

  • I had not been informed of their demise. A case of drunken joyriding, I expect. I will look into the matter.

    March 13, 2016

  • ebriety

    March 13, 2016

  • The breatharians set ultimate store

    By sun and the wind and no more

    But sunlight and air

    Are a diet too spare

    And darkness will cloak the photovore.

    The Definition describes the use of "photovore" in robotics only, although the examples supply other applications, as does common sense.

    See also inedia and this remarkable Wikipedia entry: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inedia

    March 13, 2016

  • Old Yeller died not from the dropsy.

    The lump that they found in necropsy

    Was a radio playing

    His musical baying

    And tuned to the Grand Old Opry.

    March 12, 2016

  • Once sign for a number or pound

    Now hashtag and hex more abound.

    I pluck from this gorp

    The bright octothorpe -

    A name for a key sans a sound.

    March 11, 2016

  • ...however; these days the "ump" cluster is just too tempting to resist:

    Don Trump is no fan of the flumpet;.

    You're welcome to like it or lump it.

    By explicit reference

    The organ's his preference

    And chumps are invited to pump it.

    March 11, 2016

  • The genesis of the flumpet deserves attention . . .

    From the womb of a musical strumpet

    Emerges that bastard - the flumpet.

    Production is frugal,

    You need but a flugle,

    A bed, and some drinks with a trumpet.

    March 11, 2016

  • When Ernest imbibes in society

    His drinking's done quickly and quietly

    His voice low and whiskeyish

    Condemning "preshcriptivishts"

    Is the sign he's achieved his ebriety.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    March 10, 2016

  • Aha! That accounts for the Tassie-style weather we're having.

    March 9, 2016

  • Do pirate's harass the right's cabotage?

    The case seemed a trumpery charge

    But rubes with wild stares

    And cruising corsairs

    Have wrought depredation writ large.

    March 9, 2016

  • I see that bilby is, as ever, at the cutting edge of current events. He must have read about the plan here in The Commonwealth of Massachusetts, to populate an island in the middle of the Quabbin reservoir with 150 timber rattlers.

    You can read about it here.

    Ma Nature's benign in The Commonwealth,

    Protecting our safety and health:

    No pythons to throttle us

    And the venomous crotalus

    Politely declines to use stealth.

    March 9, 2016

  • Let warnings be loud and be clarion

    It invites financial despair again

    To trust our economy

    To the crude dactylonomy

    Of a rude short-fingered vulgarian.

    March 8, 2016

  • The hum that twice daily restarts

    Is solved by acoustical arts:

    The deep sea biophony

    Is fragrant cacophony

    For fish do their talking in farts.

    "A Curious Sound Deep in the Ocean," Slate, 02/28/2016

    March 7, 2016

  • See Albion.

    March 6, 2016

  • For tender feet rarely unshod

    Sharp shingle's an unpleasant plod,

    But beaches more sabulous

    Are likely to jab you less

    And need not be so gingerly trod.

    March 6, 2016

  • The cravat prevents improprieties

    (or foulard in better societies).

    Because they don't dangle

    The tarts cannot tangle

    And stain with gelatinous pieties.

    March 5, 2016

  • Affection enables a man to live

    He must be engaged and amative.

    No one's more forlorn

    Than he who must scorn-

    The fellow without a damn to give.

    March 5, 2016

  • Some meanings exist on a range,

    With context and time they can change;

    Thus, fond can mean liking

    Or something more striking.

    Mewonders why you find this strange?

    March 5, 2016

  • His passion unrulier grows,
    Provoking peculiar throes:
    It's part of the essence
    Of male adolescence,
    The curse of the mulierose.

    March 4, 2016

  • Would you shop for a camelid in the same haberdashery where you would look for a horsecollar?

    March 3, 2016

  • The tv resounds with attack blight.

    Some pols choose insult and backbite

    And others entice

    With cheese for the mice

    Or capture the voter with jacklight.

    March 3, 2016

  • Bold Lucifer's too highly leavened id

    Assured that his glory be evanid.

    He famously fell

    But ruling in hell

    Pleases him better than heaven did.

    March 2, 2016

  • The Dominican habit is black and white. The Franciscan habit was originally the color of the humblest cloth of the day, which at first was grey. Later it was brown and there tradtion has frozen the costume. Thus Greyfriars, Oxford (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greyfriars,_Oxford) is a Franciscan institution although the members of that order dress in brown.

    March 1, 2016

  • On wedding days I often share

    The feelings of the nuptial pair.

    The mood that it has me in

    Is so syndiasmian

    I nidificate with the table ware.

    March 1, 2016

  • These people should be protected. They too have a right to life, liberty, and the fursuit of hairiness.

    February 29, 2016

  • Beware, little fly, entombment ghastly!
    That blossom could be what you'll last see,
    For should you alight
    When day turns to night
    The beckoning bud turns nictinasty.

    February 29, 2016

  • A wise man must notice with sadness

    How crowds consume hate with such gladness

    Cannot outcomes irenic

    Be sociogenic

    Or must trumpery always breed madness?

    February 29, 2016

  • jennarenn's comment from 2008 is a brilliant aperçu.

    February 28, 2016

  • Unable to show others affection

    Yet self-love he brings to perfection

    In the one-person hug

    That gift to the smug

    That calls only for proprioception.

    February 28, 2016

  • Now Clio may be ill at ease
    And claim Gregor Mendel used peas,
    But Euterpe has rooms
    For other legumes
    And will do damn well as she please.

    February 27, 2016

  • Abroad we're exposed to hijackers
    And online assailed by code crackers,
    But, by Mendel's beans!
    Please shelter our genes
    From schemes of the vile biohackers.

    February 27, 2016

  • Though copyright holders may whinge

    Enthusiasts still will impinge,

    For they who would cosplay

    Don't care what the laws say,

    They think they are blessed to infringe.

    February 26, 2016

  • Experience has made me leery of commenting on American regionalisms because some people can get quite choleric about a fondness for one's native idiom. But I lived many years in Michigan, an inoffensive state, where they used the term "skiff" for this meteorological phenomenon. My neighbors were amused at my East Coast ignorance of the term. There is something about the word in a Chigago newpaper:

    The origin is not clear, but some think it came from the Scottish verb "skiff," which means to lightly move across a surface barely touching it, as perhaps a "skiff" of snow barely covers the ground. The term appears to be colloquial, used mainly in northern parts of the country and in Canada to describe a minor rainfall or snowfall or a light breeze. The Oxford English Dictionary defines a skiff as "a slight gust of wind or shower of rain, etc. Also, a light flurry or cover of snow."

    February 25, 2016

  • Manchester-By-The-Sea, Massachusetts.
    http://www.manchester.ma.us/Pages/index

    February 25, 2016

  • The hackney and hansom applied

    And made Ernest's list of paid ride.

    But his taxicab litany

    Excluded the jitney -

    Too public a lift to abide.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    February 25, 2016

  • There is full entry for predilection. There must be something funky with the way the term was entered to spawn this new page. Perhaps a leading or trailing space?

    February 24, 2016

  • A modest ambition, without a doubt,

    But realized now, so shout it out,

    For poor simple Fergus

    Has run to the circus

    To go on the road as a roustabout!

    February 24, 2016

  • We are bound by all we discern,

    Delighting in what we should spurn.

    The guru's symposia

    Will induce agnosia -

    To transcend we first must unlearn.

    February 23, 2016

  • Even Scalia’s ideological allies recognized the folly of trying to divine the “intent” of the authors of the Constitution concerning questions that those bewigged worthies could never have anticipated.

    February 22, 2016

  • Fans haunt them in restaurants and bars

    And orbit their houses in cars,

    Thus some who can act

    So strongly attract

    They're Tinseltown's own magnetars.

    February 22, 2016

  • It may be that the problem only occurs when a closing italic tag is the very last element in a comment. I suppose we could experiment with this but only at the risk of making a real mess of things.

    February 21, 2016

  • The hygiene of Poxie Dalrymple

    Was brutal, disgusting, and simple.

    She turned crops of pustules

    To a moonscape of cupules

    By squeezing and popping each pimple.

    February 21, 2016

  • I observed that everything on the Community page subsequent to (that is, below) vendingmachine's assfish comment has become italicized. On the assfish entry page my limerick followed the vm comment and there its formatting was disrupted. I deleted and reposted the limerick and it formats correctly. Now a bilby comment immediately follows the vm comment and its formatting is disrupted. There is clearly something awry in that vm comment.

    February 21, 2016

  • Many who shared upper class with

    A Windsor, a Churchill or Asquith,

    Incarnate again

    Will pay for their sin

    And come back as bony-eared assfish.

    February 21, 2016

  • Some planets are lit by a quasar

    And tonier 'hoods by a blazar,

    But I, being done right

    By moderate sunlight,

    Am fond of our shabby old daystar.

    February 20, 2016

  • Perhaps, andrewk, you are puzzled, as was I at first, by an assumption that you are limited to the comment box on your newly-created personal page. You can insert comments in the boxes at the bottom of each word's entry page, although it can be a long scroll down to find one. Also, you can create a new word entry page just by searching for a word for which no page exists. A new entry will be spawned.

    February 20, 2016

  • I'm slow, whatever the cause be -

    As though through a mist dim and gauzy

    A glimmer of sun!

    I see "chia's" a pun!

    It's a joke if you talk like an Aussie.

    February 20, 2016

  • Should a stiffly conventional couple
    Aspire to a more daring thrupple
    Then yoga and flexing
    Had best be their next thing.
    They're going to need to be supple.

    February 20, 2016

  • It's anything about words. Curiosity, kindness and good humor generally prevail.

    February 20, 2016

  • If a musical snob is a rockist
    Is a sports snob thereby a jockist?
    Is one who provokes
    Such humorless folks
    Assailed as a frivolous mockist?

    February 19, 2016

  • Lots of visuals here: http://www.bbc.com/news/world-australia-35600546.

    A very odd place, Australia.

    February 18, 2016

  • Those youthful acoustical antics

    That blast from garages and attics

    Can so shake the breeze

    That resonant trees

    Give lessons in outdoor cymatics.

    February 18, 2016

  • For diet upgrade I see a need,

    A consult was had and we agreed:

    The reasons are legion

    To sample the vegan

    And sprinkle our steaks with chia seed.

    February 18, 2016

  • Your source for all-purpose spam!

    At Crestinfo spam is who we am!

    The rest may protest

    That Crest is a pest

    But, frankly, we don't give a damn!

    February 18, 2016

  • Collins

    noun

    1. (US & Canadian, slang) a small bundle of possessions carried by a homeless person

    2. a small paper packet containing drugs

    See bindle stiff.

    February 17, 2016

  • The changes in hackney ecology

    Beget fields of new praxeology.

    Academia's gift

    To Uber and Lyft

    Is work in applied taxiology.

    February 17, 2016

  • Posterity needs to know who started this thread:

    bilby commented on the word clatter

    If you'd like to make up a nonce defintion for clitter *ahem* I will leave that up to you.

    February 16, 2016

    February 16, 2016

  • From single-celled swimmers with cilia,

    To sea beasts warm-blooded and chillier,

    Slow mammals, fast birds,

    Alone and in herds -

    All creatures inspire biophilia.

    February 16, 2016

  • There ran through the crowd a quick titter,
    Leaving nudists alarmed and atwitter
    And so much aghast
    The beach emptied fast
    From dread he'd return as a clitter.

    February 16, 2016

  • Oh! Rascal from Texas j'accuse

    Of a dastardly visual ruse:

    Trawl feel the Bern

    And, horrified, learn

    You've dredged up a load of Ted Cruz.

    And thoroughly implemented, too. See the visuals at Bern, Feel the Bern, bernie, etc.

    February 15, 2016

  • I think the patent office is backed up with cranky grandmothers contesting the rights.

    February 15, 2016

  • Bipolars by spasm and spurt
    Are frantic or sadly inert,
    But one who controls
    His opposite poles
    Can thrive as a happy ambivert.

    February 15, 2016

  • I don't say that Bernie's too old

    Nor call his proposals too bold,

    But that finger awag

    Is becoming a drag.

    The man is a tedious scold.

    February 15, 2016

  • Adj. oscillating shaking; displaying a waggling motion. See wag, waggle.

    February 15, 2016

  • And then that too disappeared. A doggone shame.

    February 15, 2016

  • You started out as a pal of mine

    I rashly promoted to valentine,

    The outcome of which

    Is an amorous itch

    That's soothed by no known calamine.

    February 14, 2016

  • WotD for 12/06/2013, subnivean

            Snow Fleas
    To Winter they're not giving in
    To slumber in chilly oblivion.
    They cheerfully go
    Underneath the snow
    And, happy there, hop subnivean.

    February 14, 2016

  • According to strict panpsychism

    From heaven to deepest abysm

    All things are aware

    And able to care,

    So shun the oblivion schism!

    February 14, 2016

  • A lady who seeks a philander

    Will summon the famed Alexander.

    The nights are so few

    Why risk someone new

    When Alex is such an upstander?

    February 13, 2016

  • A calico cat is a she;

    The shades of her coat are the key.

    It's quite automatic:

    If a cat's trichromatic

    A female is all it can be.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_coat_genetics

    February 12, 2016

  • See comments at pilulous.

    February 12, 2016

  • I think that the moment has come,

    As qubits have turned my brain numb,

    To abandon spintronics

    For frosty gin tonics

    And concede that I simply am dumb.

    February 11, 2016

  • Please! You're embarrassing the guests.

    February 10, 2016

  • It's no friendly tournament, no ma'am,

    It's cutthroat, that merciless dough slam,

    So none but the foolish

    Leave unguarded poolish

    At the bakers's biennial pro-am.

    February 10, 2016

  • Elusive rhymes I can't yet fix

    With yoga or other pet tricks,

    But if, as they claim,

    They'll illumine my brain

    I'll sign up for optogenetics.

    February 9, 2016

  • To clear eyes there is no mistaking

    Renewal that's no more than faking.

    Avoiding cheap tricks,

    The twee and the kitsch,

    Is crucial to proper placemaking.

    February 8, 2016

  • Fact with fiction's now indivisible;

    As science can make what was risible,

    A cloak ethereal

    Of metamaterial

    To render a lurker invisible.

    February 7, 2016

  • See provenance.

    February 7, 2016

  • "You can be whatever you wanna be,"

    They told the bright lad from Menominee.

    But who knew he'd steer

    To a brilliant career

    As champion at photoclinometry.

    February 6, 2016

  • In daytime they strut with bravado

    But weep in the night at the fado.

    The gaucho's lament

    Is achingly sent

    To the indifferent stars of cerrado.

    February 5, 2016

  • Great visuals, though.

    February 4, 2016

  • The newborn has reason to scowl

    And protest the change in a howl.

    The babe in the womb felt

    A comforting Umwelt;

    Now Mom is replaced by a towel.

    February 4, 2016

  • Truly, bilby is wise in the ways of Wordnik:

    We Wordniks have authentic class
    And honor what others call crass.
    A frank designation
    Deserves celebration,
    So kudos to unabashed frass!

    February 4, 2016

  • She was a fastidious lass

    Who never would picnic on grass.

    Why dine on the lawn

    Where vile insects spawn

    And frolic in heaps of their frass?

    Also, I repost here a limerick (a rather long-legged variant) I posted to the specific-excrement list on June 17, 2014. I would hate to see the literature of frass go uncollected.

    Philosophers know all things must pass.

    What enters the mouth comes out the ass

    As dung, scat and scumber -

    Too many to number!

    Saints leave us turds, insects their frass.

    February 3, 2016

  • For words in a text a philologist

    Might be an effective apologist.

    To decipher manners

    Of pennants and banners

    Consult with a sharp vexillologist.

    February 2, 2016

  • Though autism looks like adversity

    Some question how much of a curse it be.

    Why call them disabled

    Whose talents are fabled

    And thrive in their neurodiversity?

    February 1, 2016

  • For thirsty Cecilia Bethune

    There's wine with the luncheon at noon

    Then evening cocktails

    And (it never fails)

    To the couch in a ladylike swoon.

    See pass out, faint, syncope, lipothymy.

    January 31, 2016

  • Nurse Pruitt's first sip tastes like hope

    The next speeds her slide down that slope.

    As each new infusion

    Breeds greater confusion

    She ends in a fuddled syncope.

    See pass out, faint, swoon, lipothymy.

    January 31, 2016

  • Old Roger, by God, was no saint,

    And never escaped the drink's taint.

    I regret to divulge

    He could overindulge

    And end on the floor in a faint.

    See pass out, syncope, swoon, lipothymy.

    January 31, 2016

  • Bob Dobbs knows what booze is about:

    You drink till your full to the snout.

    Have near to hand

    A soft place to land

    And guzzle until you pass out.

    See faint, syncope, swoon, lipothymy.

    January 31, 2016

  • In Reggy's self-flattering sophistry

    He boasts of an odd idiopathy,

    Of taste so exquisite

    That should Bacchus visit

    The good stuff induces lipothomy.

    Today's Word of the Day brought to my attention how many words English supplies to denote a loss of consciousness. You can probably find a term to describe the result of too much liquor that is apt for every character type. See pass out, faint, syncope, swoon.

    January 31, 2016

  • Poor Ernest was bored to despair

    And damned his bad luck to be there.

    There's only intense talk

    Of turbine and penstock

    At the hydroelectric dam fair.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    January 30, 2016

  • Conté crayon, French crayon conté, drawing pencil named after Nicolas-Jacques Conté, the French scientist who invented it late in the 18th century. The conté crayon is an especially hard pencil, made of an admixture of graphite and clay that can be varied for different degrees of hardness. It is usually made in black, red, or brown and is used as a drawing medium in any combination of these colours.

    January 30, 2016

  • Oh, good. I was running out of things to worry about.

    January 29, 2016

  • The shillelagh though left home in Kerry,

    In the veldt it's ok - not to worry:

    For your kind of club

    There's an African sub;

    They fustigate with the knobkierie.

    January 29, 2016

  • Well, that's enough to discourage the spirit of adventure.

    January 29, 2016

  • My goodness, bilby, how do you find these things?

    January 29, 2016

  • See pugnacious.

    January 28, 2016

  • The cats quell the quoll and the bilby

    So Australia announces a kill spree.

    It's only a furphy

    They're aiming at cur-free,

    But cats are kaput, or soon will be.

    The dogs were in agency purview

    And doubtless some barking and fur flew,

    But their count is slight

    When hunting at night-

    Most dogs will abide by a curfew.

    January 28, 2016

  • The fairy tales' libelous work'll

    Condemn them to Hell's inner circle.

    The Grimms and the Goose

    Have knotted the noose

    To hang the poor ladies novercal.

    January 27, 2016

  • Well, I once worked in public health. I know how these things need to be done.

    January 26, 2016

  • Beware, young laddies and lasses,

    Of bowel-stopping scarabiasis.

    There's nothing to bind you

    Like looking behind you

    At bugs flying out of your asses.

    January 26, 2016

  • Thank you kindly, bilby:

    As compliments go that's a dilly,

    But I versify willy-nilly.

    Old Geoffrey could rhyme

    On matters sublime

    While I merely strive for the silly.

    January 26, 2016

  • Discarded to hasten our pace

    Are many old gestures of grace.

    A gent's autograph

    Forsakes the paraph,

    Appending instead a smiley face.

    January 26, 2016

  • The young pursue sense saturation,

    But lusts will abate with maturation.

    We welcome surcease

    Of threats to our peace

    And pray for a bower of gratulation.

    January 25, 2016

  • Flatlanders must learn how to speak:

    A hillock's a hummock with cheek;

    A mountain is treble

    The size of a jebel

    And a cowlick on top is a peak.

    January 24, 2016

  • Since Jeopardy! is his ecclesia

    To live all alone is just easier.

    A partner distracts

    From gathering facts,

    The food of his mad hypermnesia.

    January 23, 2016

  • Invasions of mice I must abate

    When I open the house to rusticate.

    If I determine

    The presence of vermin

    I get out my cudgel and fustigate.

    January 22, 2016

  • A check on the internet finds

    Appointments of interesting kinds:

    A postponed tertulia

    For those with abulia

    Who never can make up their minds.

    January 21, 2016

  • Emissions make oceans acidic

    And sewage the seashore mephitic.

    Less sensibly tragic

    In regions pelagic

    But woeful in waters neritic.

    January 20, 2016

  • Thus saving the critters from the predations of the lexically scrupulous?

    January 20, 2016

  • With maddening frequency I get telephone calls form "David" or "Walter" in India, claiming to represent "Windows Support" and wanting to tell me that my computer can only be saved by their expensive intervention. This list provides a whole new vocabulary of epithets to hurl at "Charles" or "Matthew!"

    January 19, 2016

  • Pronounced- oot-key-are-a

    January 19, 2016

  • Oh! What a lovely list!

    January 19, 2016

  • uhtceare's long-suffering pawn

    Must pray for the coming of dawn,

    For fears antelucan,

    With birdsong and dew can

    Disperse like the mists of the morn.

    January 19, 2016

  • Despite the comment of 02/10/2013 below, I think this word is better understood as a noun. It’s only appearance in print is in the Old English poem “The Wife’s Lament” where it is glossed with the following note:

    Line 7b

    'uhtceare' - The period just before dawn, a time when the Anglo-Saxon imagination felt grief was particularly potent. Klinck finds 'an element of sexual deprivation'.

    http://www.english.ox.ac.uk/oecoursepack/wifeslament/notes/note07b.html

    January 19, 2016

  • The garden of memory's vernal
    If tended each day in a journal.
    For all we have known
    Already has flown
    And tomorrow today is hesternal.

    January 18, 2016

  • Full faith in your surgeon is chief;
    Mistrust will lead but to grief.
    If your doc is spastic
    Be blithely doxastic
    And steady his hand by belief.

    January 17, 2016

  • When ailments are all in your head

    Faith healing may cure what you dread,

    But efforts of clergy

    Could drive out your lurgy

    And give you marthambles instead.

    January 16, 2016

  • My postman has the same problem, dammit!

    January 16, 2016

  • Something odd is happening here. If you click on the hyperlinked “reify” in Jimmydiamonds comment you go to an entry page for the word that contains only his comment. I thought this was a surprising omission, since reify is a well-established word. If you enter “reify” in the search box you will come to a full entry for the word. What gives?

    January 15, 2016

  • A chalice will serve for a nip,

    A rhyton ennobles the lip,

    But no vessel can cap

    The majestic hanap -

    The cup of the right royal sip.

    January 15, 2016

  • There's many a Christmas aesthetic,

    Serene to the wildly frenetic.

    Electrical fulgor

    I find rather vulgar

    And opt for a style more ascetic.

    January 14, 2016

  • A visitor mocking things Manx

    Learns quickly contrition and thanks.

    He'll write to the deemster,

    "I pray you, esteemed sir,

    Forgive my impertinent pranks."

    January 13, 2016

  • The hard truth about andragogy

    Is mastering it is rather dodgy.

    Those students not skeptics

    Are often dyspeptics,

    So never be boring or stodgy.

    January 12, 2016

  • My allergies make much taboo -

    No peanut nor even cashew.

    My diet from hell

    Bans fish in a shell

    And gluten of course is napoo.

    January 11, 2016

  • An Irishman skilled in the talk

    Can outpace a laconic Jock.

    Take note how it's spelt

    By the wordier Celt

    And savor the grandeur of "lough!"

    January 10, 2016

  • A leader who's challenged must ponder

    How best to appease a fierce frondeur:

    Just gentle his grief

    With a French apertif.

    With absinthe the heart will grow fonder.

    January 9, 2016

  • He wondered how far will a darg go

    In paying for heat here in Fargo.

    Much better by far:

    Head South in the car

    And look for some work in Key Largo.

    January 8, 2016

  • If license should be ballyhooed

    By Hefner or one of his brood -

    If scurrilous and hortatory

    Can we call it scortatory,

    A dogmatic version of lewd?

    January 7, 2016

  • While Santa and elves are all male

    Controlling the yuletide portrayal,

    The patient Italiana,

    Epiphany's Befana,

    Knows women who wait will prevail.

    January 6, 2016

  • I believe bilby has coined a new word!

    January 5, 2016

  • Old Aram, who had schizophrenia,
    Thought cats were once gods in Armenia,
    So they, harum-scarum,
    Would flock to poor Aram

    To feast on his wild theoxenia.

    January 5, 2016

  • If thou wouldst know a false philomath

    Attend to the habit of speech he hath:

    Who scorns the prosaic

    For the pompous archaic -

    He treadeth not true wisdom's path.

    January 4, 2016

  • The mourners in silence advance
    Behind the wee bier and the crants.
    Their minds are so laden
    With grief for the maiden
    They move as though caught in a trance.

    January 3, 2016

  • See ague.

    January 2, 2016

  • A skier among trees when it's dark

    Can schuss on until he hits bark.

    The beasts of the night

    Delight in his plight

    And leave but a lingering sitzmark.

    January 2, 2016

  • Oh please, my calligrapher friends,
    You masters of shadings and bends,
    I pray you will show me
    In your kakizome
    A happier year than this that now ends.

    January 1, 2016

  • He thinks of himself as a lucky cuss
    If going to bed he is muckibus.
    He's loved by no mortal
    But through liquor's portal
    He blissfully visits his succubus.

    December 31, 2015

  • The cup of your custom's an icon

    Of the level you rightly alight on.

    A rube off the wagon

    Might drink from a flagon

    But a eupatrid uses a rhyton.

    December 30, 2015

  • At Brian's place be sure you drape

    A sumptuous absorbent surnape.

    Let's hope he'll be flattered

    And we'll be less spattered

    With gravy or juice of the grape.

    December 29, 2015

  • The critics deploring subtopia

    Are blinded by snobbish myopia.

    We're in happy thrall

    To movies and mall,

    To retailing's vast cornucopia.

    December 28, 2015

  • In Hollywood's view it's a douceur:

    A starlet, to please a producer,

    Will offer her charms

    To elderly arms

    And spare him the work to seduce her.

    December 27, 2015

  • An old-fashioned cooking apostle,

    She animates many a fossil.

    She brews her own meads

    And seasons with weeds

    And bakes humble pie and fine wastel.

    December 26, 2015

  • The season's come to make us merry

    Let wassail flow and loved ones serry!

    Hang tokens of joy on

    The branches of toyon

    And dance around the Christmas berry!

    December 25, 2015

  • With patience the ebb to abide

    The incoming flow will provide

    Whole shoals of good wishes

    Like new-stranded fishes

    At flood of the high Christmastide.

    December 24, 2015

  • Tasmanian twitchers are taught

    To count very quickly each dot.

    Thirty-nine is verboten!

    The best pardaloten

    Must feature that fortieth spot.

    December 23, 2015

  • "Soft as a grape" is an expression meaning tetched. This was a favorite expression of my late brother, Brendan. I had thought it was just old-fashioned, but I have only learned today that it is probably local to New England. Googling it is complicated by the intrusive presence of a purveyor of sports-themed clothing (headquartered in Massachusetts) that has taken the name, although its aptness to such an enterprise eludes me.

    Its aptness as an idiom is also something of a puzzle. Perhaps it is that a grape gives a deceptive appearance of solidity but it comes apart under even very slight pressure?

    I see that some have construed the expression to imply kindness. They are welcome to this interpretation.

    December 23, 2015

  • "But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?" Romeo and Juliet, II, 2.

    December 23, 2015

  • The Donald feels terribly wronged

    By schmucks insufficiently pronged.

    It's only a prude

    Who'd say he's been rude.

    The poor fellow's clearly been schlonged!

    December 23, 2015

  • His jive makes it clear he's no fool.

    His rap and his 'toos they, like - rule!

    Such typocosmy

    Totally awes me.

    I mean, like - whatever! He's cool.

    December 23, 2015

  • A Brit will blame you for your sloth

    And call for action with an oath.

    But cross the North Atlantic froth

    And hear the Yank condemn your sloth.

    The language is no tailored cloth

    But bubbles like a homemade broth.

    The Web promotes organic growth,

    So Wordnik wisely sanctions both.

    December 22, 2015

  • A sloth on the hunt cannot hurry

    And stinks to alert its shy quarry,

    So silence and guile

    And slow food's the style

    For the patient but foul mapinguary.

    December 22, 2015

  • This ewe's randy goat was a creep.

    He's gone and replaced by a sheep.

    If it isn't miscegeny

    It must be telegony

    Explaining her new kid - the geep.

    December 21, 2015

  • Smug folk, the pompous and preachy;

    And rich ones, so haughty and chichi,

    Like us were begotten

    By primates besotten

    In some cavern frigid and reechy.

    December 20, 2015

  • What an amazing list! But it needs besotten.

    December 20, 2015

  • I must be unsparingly luculent

    In hopes to forestall a fluke event:

    Believe not his slander

    Nor suffer his pander.

    The Donald is truly a spooky gent.

    December 19, 2015

  • The youth who boasts of "noble" birth

    Of wit displays a dismal dearth.

    He may be a stupid kid

    But since he's a eupatrid,

    His playmates must simulate mirth.

    December 18, 2015

  • Thank you, bilby. I am encouraged.

    December 18, 2015

  • In mornings my juvenile grumbler

    Attempts to impede and encumber.

    He'll tarry and taigle

    And try to finagle

    A few more sweet minutes of slumber.

    December 17, 2015

  • We adults are still girls and boys
    But free to annoy with our toys.
    A cacophonous standard
    Is set in the panyard,
    A hell (or a heaven) of noise.

    However, I am not persuaded by the "steel band corral" definition for this word. It sounds like something concocted in a competition to guess what the word might mean, maybe beating out "the distance traveled by a pancake when flipped from a skillet." I see that the more commonly cited definition is an obsolete version of pannier, a kind of basket. This pleases me more. It's a sturdy weed surviving through neglect.

    A word may do what you ask it
    But temper the challenge you task it;
    Above all stand guard
    So a word like panyard
    Can gracefully age as a basket.

    December 16, 2015

  • See critical.

    December 15, 2015

  • The hunter affects a tough pose

    But sentiment inwardly glows.

    He always is rueful

    When dining on mouffle -

    A platter of Bullwinkle's nose.

    December 15, 2015

  • I read your short-lived response, alexz, and it was a noble effort, but this is just a case of a provocateur unloading a few drive-by insults. Such types are best ignored.

    December 14, 2015

  • When worn by the turbulent quest

    We find ourselves weary and stressed,

    Our need is innate

    To nidificate

    In a place of safety and rest.

    December 14, 2015

  • Now diarrhea, I've heard of it,

    And know it's an excess of shit,

    But had no idea

    That sialorrhea

    Is the word for a surfeit of spit.

    December 13, 2015

  • If sin should take its heavy toll
    A conscience cure should be your goal.
    If you cannot stay pure
    Then seek a razure;
    Let shrift amend your battered soul.

    December 12, 2015

  • If fresh inspiration should fail ya

    Repeat like they do in Australia.

    The Bungle Bungle Range

    And Woy Woy aren't strange

    In Oz, where they've got palilalia.

    December 11, 2015

  • Avoid every danger microbian

    And emulate habits cenobian:

    You'll not have much fun

    But when you are done

    You'll boast of a boredom macrobian.

    December 10, 2015

  • A kid in a pool on long summer days

    Enjoys himself in various ways

    Imagining a storm at sea,

    Perhaps a little naumachy

    Or, castaway, drifts in torpid daze.

    December 9, 2015

  • His moods are weirdly erratic

    But never are less than emphatic.

    In sunshine he's buoyant

    On gray days larmoyant

    But always he's melodramatic.

    December 8, 2015

  • Is preoccupation with oxpecker a sign of grandiosity or of morbid anxiety?

    December 7, 2015

  • Her frenzy has stirred some intrigue;

    It's a fit in a whole different league.

    We're not overawed

    By a simple fantod

    But she has achieved a fantigue.

    December 7, 2015

  • Forbearance is wise but not cheap:

    The hotheads will call you a sheep.

    The blamers will vote

    To make you the goat,

    So learn to be proud you're a geep.

    December 6, 2015

  • He so far cleared up his techno-fog

    To succeed in posting his lexo-blog,

    But the world's unaware

    Ernest's wisdom is there

    Concealed in the mists of electrosmog.

    Find out more about Ernest Bafflewit

    December 5, 2015

  • Some candidates opt for pomposity

    Or hide in evasive verbosity;

    They shed little light

    But thicken the night

    With cynical caliginosity.

    December 4, 2015

  • Conspicuous for her stern militance
    But absent all malice or ill intents,
    At first you're alarmed
    But then you are charmed
    By the grandeur of her magniloquence.

    December 3, 2015

  • I think (but really I'm guessing)
    That Westbury, C., is expressing
    His hope that this group'll
    Embrace his snunkoople
    And give it Wordnikian blessing.

    He needn't have worried his head
    But asserted his new word instead.
    In Wordnik submission
    Amounts to permission.
    We use it if once it's been said.

    December 3, 2015

  • You see, it's happened to bilby. You do a few, it feels good and then you can't give it up. You've lost your stopportunity.

    December 2, 2015

  • It looks to be playful Latin. From the Oxford Dictionaries site:

    adjective

    Difficult to deal with or settle; perplexing; (of a person) of dubious character.

    Origin

    Late 17th cent. Origin uncertain; perhaps from classical Latin quisquis whoever, with subsequent alteration of the ending after adjectives in -ous. With the form quisquose perhaps compare -ose.

    December 2, 2015

  • Actually fbharjo's last couple were pretty good, but that's how addictions start.

    December 2, 2015

  • The whole of the Wordnik community

    Gives voice in an agonized unity:

    Oh, stop, we implore,

    And give us no more

    Of the misshapen wretch, shopportunity!

    December 2, 2015

  • Though I have no money to spare
    I still like to spend and to share,
    Thereby to afflict any
    Envious lickpenny
    Who squats on a hoard in his lair.

    December 2, 2015

  • An excellent site for the naming of winds:

    http://www.weatheronline.co.uk/reports/wind/

    December 1, 2015

  • Phenomena purely climatic

    Can seem to us eerily vatic.

    That cold mountain breath

    Doesn't whisper of death

    It's merely a gust katabatic.

    December 1, 2015

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