Dictionary

Posted: March 13, 1987 in Poetry
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A big fat unabridged dictionary
Sat upon the shelf
Thinking and cogitating
Upon the nature of itself.

It knew what every word meant
Its knowledge was its might
But this ability did the book no good
For it had no power to write.

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