Thesaurus - Poem by gershon hepner
Some dinosaurs sang in a chorus:
“Historians will surely ignore us
unless we use words
to fly, just like birds.”
So the chorus became a thesaurus.
Inspired entirely by my six-year old granddaughter Eve, Ada’s older sister (about 5 minutes older) who called me up this afternoon to tell me she had a joke to tell me. Actually it was a riddle, but she called it a joke.
“Grandpa, what do you call a dinosaur which has a lot of books? ”
“I don’t know, Eve.”
“A thesaurus, ”
I remember when Abigail and Absalom were talking about dinosaurs at about the same age tender age people would ask how: “How on earth do they know about dinosaurs? ”
What wonders will the generation after Eve perform?
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