It started one day when I felt quite atrocious,
My writing was messy, my grammar ferocious.
I needed a spark that was bold and ambitious,
A word so grand, something bright, and delicious.
I thought and I thought. My words were explosious,
When out popped a word that was highly composious.
It jingled and jangled. It rhymed with precocious.
Yes, it was “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.”
Some say that word is absurd and pretentious,
Too long, too loud, and maybe too boisterous.
But I say it sings with a joy so contagious,
It tickles the tongue and stirs hearts outrageous.
So if you feel glum or just mildly contorcious,
If your poem’s flat or your prose is monstrocius.
Just shout this long word. It’s not preposterous.
It’s simply “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.”
For super means more, and cali means fair,
Fragilistic means handle with gentle care.
Expi means pardon, ali means strange,
And docious means learning—a wonderful range.
So gather your words, the weak and the strong,
The short ones, the sharp ones, the ones that belong.
Then blend them with laughter, both deep and devotious,
And make them supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
