Poems of Place: At Dr. Johnson’s House, Gough Square
First words, last words.
Old words, new words.
Few words, lost-for-words words.
Sounds like Wordsworth
Sounds like wordplay.
Bonded words, fighting words
Weasel words, F words,
Upon my word!
A thousand words,
In a war of words
I’m lost for words.
Word of the law, word of the Lord
Words in edgeways, words in ears
Word of mouth, word of mum
Spoken in jest, heard on street
Mark my words, then mince my words,
And if words fail me!
I’ll eat my words
Famous Last Words….
Johnson was not a man of few words….