The Skydiver

by CD Richards

I think it would be grand if I could buy a parachute;

to jump from thirteen thousand feet would be, I think, a hoot.

Imagine all those wondrous sights I'd see on my way down;

they'd be a source of utmost joy, no need at all to frown...

unless it didn't open— that would be a nasty thing;

I hate to think the consternation such a turn would bring.

But I am not one, who, through fear, would let a great chance slip,

so toodle-pip and tally-ho, and with stiff upper lip

I'm off to get a parachute, the best that I can find;

so all you nervous Nellies, I suggest you pay no mind.

Now, if my gear malfunctions, then no more I'll brolly-hop;

and those who doubted can all say, "Well, that was one huge flop."

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Today's word: brolly-hop (n.) a parachute jump.

My book says it's a noun; I suspect use as a verb is acceptable as well, for the same reason that "jump" can be both.

My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.

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