Jeff Kyser Poet Rhyme

Borborgymi

Borborgymus, Borborgymi,
Eructate so delightfully!
I ruminate, throat tickles late,
And choking, I gesticulate.
I just ate but I don’t gestate.
Who throws the voice? Seems I’m the dummy.
Ventriloquist and talking tummy.
Borborgymi, Borborgymus
A lovely word, why all the fuss?

H/T to Milt’s Mysterious Rumbling Noises

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Gershon Wolf June 18, 2022 at 8:38 PM Ripticklus, Riptickla, Ripticklum. ~ Emeritus Latin Teacher

L Milton Hankins June 18, 2022 at 9:36 AM Well, that sounds about right to me, Jeff. In fact, it sounds pretty much like what I'm hearing. Spoken gutturally, of course.

Harry Horsman June 17, 2022 at 10:46 PM Wow, Different Jeff. One i really like.