Affable Avian Adventures and a little Art

I dreamed I rarely spoke, but when I did, I’d usually make utterances like

Cygnus olor cantat, Cygnus olor somnia

and whenever I’d encounter a Corrector who admonished “your Latin is egregious”

I would only answer Bartlett pears are delicious, so sweet and so cold

The Corrector would simper and scoff “great, you’re plagiarizing William Carlos Williams now”

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