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Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Equivocal Barbs (A Nonsense Rhyme)

  
Some words are equivocal. E.g., here's three plus three.  

One? Bobbie and the Riders of his (Benson's) B-Bar-B

Two? Zanzibar, between the Wami delta and the sea.  

Inhuman "Butcher" Barbie’s three. (Klaus? No one's cup of tea.)  

Valeria Lukyanova’s four: human Barbie, she.  

Five? Donald! Donald tweets the barb (he shuns the repartee).  

Six? Here I go into a bar because I need to pee.  

Equivocal? Yes! (Nor would Aristotle* disagree.)

     *At least not in his Categories, the opening lines of which
refer to this very subject. 

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