Sometimes not even Google can find things
Feb. 7th, 2005 02:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I truly wish I could find this poem in its entirety, because it is so funny - I remember seeing it as a preface for some humor book on language or something ages ago, and it stuck with me because it is a) funny and b) true. It's about the odd little things in our (English) language we use every day that are wrong and yet we don't notice. Like 'pre-heating'. Pre does not mean 'previously', it means 'before'. So therefore, pre-heat would be, logically, cold. And don't get me started on 'pre-owned' cars.
I mentioned this poem to someone recently, which led me to wondering if I could find it on line anywhere. So far all I could find was a snippet on a review of the poet's most recent book or poems, Errors in the Script.
Here's the snippet from Top Priority, by Greg Williamson
And add my errors to the list, or course.
I have misspoken, riding my high horse,
But hope I'm truly forgiven every lie.
And so, you know, like, basically, when I die,
Pre-dig my grave six feet to hide the coffin,
Brainstorm and dialogue about me often,
And I'll de-body to join the win-win group
For pre-cooked ham and ready-to-eat soup,
Completely free gifts, no extra charge to me,
And walk with God, the Top Priority.
One part in the poem mentions 'pre-boarding' a plane and he says something like 'I finish my beer and check my fly/that isn't what they mean/I don't know why'.
I think I need to find his book.
ETA: This ticker.

I mentioned this poem to someone recently, which led me to wondering if I could find it on line anywhere. So far all I could find was a snippet on a review of the poet's most recent book or poems, Errors in the Script.
Here's the snippet from Top Priority, by Greg Williamson
And add my errors to the list, or course.
I have misspoken, riding my high horse,
But hope I'm truly forgiven every lie.
And so, you know, like, basically, when I die,
Pre-dig my grave six feet to hide the coffin,
Brainstorm and dialogue about me often,
And I'll de-body to join the win-win group
For pre-cooked ham and ready-to-eat soup,
Completely free gifts, no extra charge to me,
And walk with God, the Top Priority.
One part in the poem mentions 'pre-boarding' a plane and he says something like 'I finish my beer and check my fly/that isn't what they mean/I don't know why'.
I think I need to find his book.
ETA: This ticker.
