“Ginormous,” says sweet Stephanie
of everything she sees:
“ginormous” this, “ginormous” that,
“ginormous” those and these.
She could say “pulchritudinous”
if she described your looks,
“majestic” for the mountaintops,
“voluminous” for books.
But no, they’re all “ginormous” so
I’m starting to suppose
the adjective “ginormous” is
the only one she knows.
That’s why I’ve chosen to ignore
her overblown decree
of some “ginormous” jellyfish
that Stephie claims to see.
Special mention to my friend Stephanie Lamphere for suggesting “pulchritudinous” as a vocabulary challenge today. Not only did she get the word in there, but she became a character of sorts in the poem. Of course, the real Stephanie has a much better vocabulary.
A second special mention goes to my sons, who used the word “ginormous” about twenty times during dinner last night. Even Xander, who has a four-year-old’s vocabulary, threw it in a few times.
Want to challenge me to incorporate a difficult word into a poem? Leave your suggestion in the comments, and if I pick yours, I’ll mention you and link to your website and twitter handle.