Paraskevidekatriaphobia

My tongue isn’t twisted, it’s in a massive knot! To me there are too many sylabubles and it would take a millenimum to unravel and it strikes fear in my hart that somewun might ask me to say it. I CAN say ‘it’ but not Para.................a (yes I cheated…).  I gave it a few goes until the familiar cry of ‘Bugger it!’ rang from my lips.

I tried for so long to master ‘ensyklopedeear’ until I realised ‘book’ would do…I mean good old Piaget realised the problem.  I am still in the Concrete stage and will probably stay there for life.  I mean hu wants to say anenomee anyway? The English language has been hijacked by a bunch of smug bastards who want to show off.  I mean does it make it eggsospensiallee better to be able to say ‘on o mat o pee a ‘?  Language is a fennominnominnominon to be spoken not mangled by smartarses who just want to show off.

The title of this peace is ‘Paraskevidekatriaphobia,

Which really did my head

So when the thirteenth Friday comes

I will stay in bed.