Oh my God, yes, this happens to me
I'm often awash with strange imagery
Bombilation is the buzzing of a bee
Algerining is prowling on a burglary
Nudiustertian is the day before yesterday
A mumpsimus sticks to an outdated way
A nelipot likes walking barefoot
Concilliabule a meeting where something's afoot
Petrichor, the smell of rain on dry earth
Pyknic, being short and of large girth
Jentacular, anything to do with breakfast
Bletcherous, something that deserves disgust
Catywompus, a mess, muddle or bomb-site
Katywompus, a person who uses this site
Damn it! I replied with a little ditty of my own but it didn't post. Grrrrr. Well here it is, then I won't bug you anymore (today). Oh, sir dappled, you made my day, using my name in your poem that way. My brain can't obtain all those big words, tho my skull would make a good home for some birds. They go in thru the socket where there once was an eye, and out thru the other when its time to go fly. When they return, they shit in my head. That's just not nice! Now those birds are dead :(
Is it normal for random words to pop up in my head
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Oh my God, yes, this happens to me
I'm often awash with strange imagery
Bombilation is the buzzing of a bee
Algerining is prowling on a burglary
Nudiustertian is the day before yesterday
A mumpsimus sticks to an outdated way
A nelipot likes walking barefoot
Concilliabule a meeting where something's afoot
Petrichor, the smell of rain on dry earth
Pyknic, being short and of large girth
Jentacular, anything to do with breakfast
Bletcherous, something that deserves disgust
Catywompus, a mess, muddle or bomb-site
Katywompus, a person who uses this site
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I feel so special!!!!!! :p
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Aww, I'm glad you saw it. I originally had you down as a "nice" person but it didn't scan right. The thought was there, though. :D
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Damn it! I replied with a little ditty of my own but it didn't post. Grrrrr. Well here it is, then I won't bug you anymore (today). Oh, sir dappled, you made my day, using my name in your poem that way. My brain can't obtain all those big words, tho my skull would make a good home for some birds. They go in thru the socket where there once was an eye, and out thru the other when its time to go fly. When they return, they shit in my head. That's just not nice! Now those birds are dead :(
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lol, that was funny! :D