Mona has decreed via barbaric yawp, that it is to be I who chooses the word for tomorrow's Poetry Friday. I do not take this power lightly, for as Spiderman himself was told, with great power comes great responsibility. Seriously, it is an honor of sorts for which I'm considering having a plaque made up to hang here in the cubicle. "Word Chooser For June 2, 2006." I tried to do my research to make sure this hasn't been ye olde word of the day, chosen in Poetry Fridays past. So without further ado-do, I give you the word:
And that's what you have to work with tomorrow.