A Runcible Spoon

Murray and I have several poems that we recite (well, I recite them, he listens) together most evenings before bed, right after we read books. The following are links to two of my favorites for anyone who's interested. Sometimes, when I'm reciting them to Murray, I can hear my mom's voice reciting them to me. I hope you get as much comfort and enjoyment from them as we do.

The Owl and The Pussycat - Edward Lear 1871
Winkin' Blinkin' and Nod - I can't for the life of me find anything out about the author - I have to keep researching:

The inspiration for this post comes from a word I googled today. For a very long time, I have wondered what a runcible spoon is. There is a line in The Owl and the Pussycat as follows: "they dined on mince and slices of quince, which they ate with a runcible spoon. . ." Now I know. If you read the poem and wonder yourself, check out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Runcible_spoon

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