Friday Poem
© 5 November 2021 Luther Tychonievich
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Friday Poem

Today is an etymological holiday.


Untitled Poem

’Twas a fifth of November four centuries ago That Fawkes’s gunpowder did fail to blow. His treason in effigy since then recalled has led to a word that I’ve often been called. For “‍guy‍” through the years has meant “‍ugly‍” and “‍traitor‍”; Colonial usage evolved it ’til later It lost it’s old vitriol; now ’tis quite mild, But ’tis still a word because once ’twas reviled.

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