Also: dengue = deŋˈ-gē

The nasty aedes may bring thee
Both yellow fever and dengue.
It wiped out the cast
DS:9 to the last—
Save for the immune Ferengi.

It turns out that Louis Pasteur
Was, psychically, less than all pure.
A room he’d secure
With a hidden peep viewer:
Old Louis was quite the voyeur!
Empirically writing, John Locke
Philosophized next to a loch.
The loch was Loch Lomand:
All Gaelic—not Norman’d,
So John Locke’s loch book was a lock.
The lissome composer, Franz Liszt,
Was affected by labial lisps.
Hungarian Rhapsodies
Proved the right remedies
To render Liszt’s lisp to a wisp.
A question that’s novelly dry, sir:
Is the “s” to be soft in T. Dreiser?
Or should it be “z”?
Conundrum to me
That spurs me to drink down Budweiser.
Probability master, Pascal,
Calculated a pass at a gal.
“I’ve got a queer grin.
“The odds are thus thin.
“I’ve a better chance with a gay pal.”
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