Let me say that I love all of the Good Lord's words equally.
Once when I was young and a poetry snob I hated the word
Tintinnabulation.
I thought it contrived and Poe a mere writer of, ugh, -songs.
Now I love Tintinnabulation.

And when I was young and a petty manager I loved the word FUM. Two of the office girls in my charge, after one of my friendly suggestions as to how they could become better employees, would always mumble in a sing song as I walked away, - FUM,fumfum FUM.

I thought they were referring to me as the fe-fi-foe-fum giant in Jack-in-the-beanstalk, but later I found out that FUM was a acronym for... F___K you Milo.
Today I can take FUM or leave it.

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