Yclept Archiac
Phrontistery is not an urban dictionary where there words are SAMO needing to be cleaned up this is about dead languages and why words die not being a troll but I see drollic chance to engage in this undertaking not like the bibliotaph blackmaster who buries words in the boyau like words of unknown origin maybe we just need to dig a little deeper I am not going to stretch my neck way out like a camelopard but I will dance a canary a little with some archaic words possible to some absurd but if you don't try you just let words die and tomorrow you will not remember the words to justify that maybe let new ones arise which are obtuse and are of little use unless you are a boman on the streets with little urgency to relay meaning so with calumas in hand without carking betwixt old and new spread a little ink not cloakatively but if you like to think check out the ministry of phrontistery
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
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