Open my nose to gratitude’s aroma. Open my ears to love’s exhale. Then I will truly glorify, illumine, fortify, and inspire. Please provide comfort and healing, and my tongue will speak wisdom. Giving thanks in expression, with tributes exuding my very soul.

For a hurricane of puns, And allusions by the ton, You know there can be just one: Jasper Fforde Jokes about the written word, Are not just for grammar nerds, Who delights in the absurd? Jasper Fforde If by plot-holes you are vexed, Sub-text leaving you…