Red Dictionary Dots

 

Red Dictionary Dots

a poem by Ethan Williams

The dots on the dictionaries

Were put there by visionaries

Whose brains were wont to explode

They'd study too much

Their blood vessels and such

Would start to overload

If they didn't, however,

They'd cease to be clever

And their minds would begin to erode

And so they would read

Their knowledge to feed

And their smarts, oh boy, they showed

But it was sad to discover

Time after another

The same sad scene to unfold

Their veins would start popping

And the kids would be mopping

The floor up from all their crud

In got in their nooks

And on all their books

And got dirty and hard like mud

But it's helpful to know

That the speckles that show

Are actually their blood.