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Literature and Ideas



The Devil's Dictionary

Ambrose Bierce

The fruit of a flower called the Palace.

    Twaddle had a hovel,
        Twiddle had a palace;
    Twaddle said:  "I'll grovel
        Or he'll think I bear him malice" —
A sentiment as novel
    As a castor on a chalice.

    Down upon the middle
        Of his legs fell Twaddle
    And astonished Mr. Twiddle,
        Who began to lift his noddle.
    Feed upon the fiddle-
        Faddle flummery, unswaddle
A new-born self-sufficiency and think himself a [mockery.]