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Looking Up Words in a Dictionary

Translated…

The Soul, Bounced Up and Down with Joy

Between the Words, Eager to Go on that Field Trip

Replacing the feet with the Index Finger

From this Word, to the Next One, It’d Leapt

Climbing Over This Hill and that Mountain too

Even More Amazing than the Monkey King

And, there would be a Couple of Abysses

Falling into it, and you Can Soar, without Any Limits

And so, that, is the joys of literacy, isn’t it?  Like how you’d thumbed across an unknown word you don’t know the meaning to, and you look it up, then, it became a part of your knowledge?

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