Letters to the Editor SpecGram Vol CXCV, No 3 Contents Increasing Linguistic Self-Referentiality in Weird Ways—Γραμματο-Χαοτικον

Linguimericks & The Lingumerickocalypse
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Though tempted I am to critique
The French orthographic physique,
When comparing with English
I find naught to distinguish,
So I’m saying they both have “mystique”.
—Roman C. S. Pelling


There truly is just a small touch
Of irony, not very much,
That the Teutonic sounds
In Germany’s towns
Aren’t called by the apt name of “Dutch”.
—Joost van Deutscher


Common Sense[i]s
My Japanese Linguistics teacher told me,
‘Antonyms are pairs of lexemes with opposing senses;
Lexeme A has sense A and lexeme B has sense not-A.
Common sense, eh?’

As this definition opposed my senses, I asked,
‘Teacher, what’s the antonym of teacher?’
She said, ‘Figure it out for yourself.’
I said, ‘I will, sensei.’
—Anton Imm
(with help from Zinn O’Nym)


Light speed comes with a plethora
Of ethical issues for sure-a
No weight and no time
As you read line by line
For poetry, that’s just immora
—Hein Stein


Ling T.A.’s Lament
A love of language I’m here to bestir.
And deep knowledge of words I’ll confer.
And while, yes, it is true
That I’m older than you—
Not by much, so stop calling me sir!
—Chaz Tushka


I once knew a hermit gone mad;
He started off holy; turned bad
Spent hours in prayer,
Then would drink, fight and swear;
It was worse than unutterably sad.

Then someone said, ‘Teach him linguistics;
Some syntax, some socio-phonetics.’
He gained three PhDs
And now, if you please,
He is counted as one of the mystics.
—Miss Tix

The Lingumerickocalypse

Linguimericks may be quite clever,
But the question arises of whether
We’ve all had enough
Of writing this stuff,
Or should they just go on forever.
—Pete Bleackley


There once was a series of lim’ricks,
In the Journal of Spec’lative Grámm’rics.
When they finally ended,
Hallelujahs ascended
For the end of those dodgy seman-tics.
—Keith Slater & Mark Mandel


There once was an Editor-in-Chief
Who claimed limericks caused him much grief.
But when they concluded
He was quite foul-mooded:
His sorrow outstripped his relief.
—Trey Jones



Epitaph
On the subject of language
We limericked in anguish,
Wishing vainly for freedom from verse.

The composing of rhyme
Wasted much of our time,
And our sonnets grew steadily worse.

Yet compulsion persisted
And could not be resisted—
’Twas a metrical power perverse.

But we hereby declare
With performative flair,
That we finally are rid of this curse!
—Morris Swadesh III

Letters to the Editor
Increasing Linguistic Self-Referentiality in Weird WaysΓραμματο-Χαοτικον
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