Check this out, I have my very own Wiki! Way cool!
I'm not really sure why I have it, or what to do with it, but it's here & so are you!
Maybe we should try to collectively write something since this was created for English in the first place.
I've started a poem, but I don't know what to do with it. I just really like the first line. If you want to add to it, please help (same pwd as in Our Blogs):
The Item, Unspoken, of Which I Speak
The item, unspoken, of which I speak,
Is lovely, dreadful, common, unique.
What could be so contradictory?
The item, unspoken, of which I speak.
This item, unspoken, which I speak of now,
Is quite difficult to explain, and how!
The words to describe it are cowering low
As I try to massage them from beneath my eyebrow.
Why is it unspoken? You wonder today.
Unspoken it remains, just as I say.
Neither meaning nor form can I flay
from the husk of this word, oh nay.
This item vexes, perplexes, and taunts
I try to compell, but it jeers at my wants.
I would now reveal it, yet its form is still thoughts.
It ducks left and right, it will not be caught!
When speaking about the item unspoken,
With all my affection, I leave you this token:
Speak not of item, unspoken--instead,
Just write down the words floating inside your head!
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