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September 8, 2013
He spoke with words
I never knew,
like pixipummelisation
and amoranious brew.
He spoke with words
I’d never heard,
like nudistratum
and matricrapation squared.
He spoke with words
that made no sense,
like septojuranic
and insignatious defence.
He spoke with words
that went over my head,
like montimountiness
and stigmatatous dread.
He spoke with words
just to keep me impressed.
I always knew he’d made them up,
but of course, he never guessed.
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