Antonio
by Laura E. Richards
(This one had me rolling on the floor every time I read it)
Antonio, Antonio
Was tired of living alonio.
He thought he would woo
Miss Lissamy Lu,
Miss Lissamy Lucy Molonio.
Antonio, Antonio,
Rode off on his polo-ponio.
He found the fair maid
In a bowery shade,
A-sitting and knitting alonio.
Antonio, Antonio,
Said, “If you will be my ownio,
I’ll love you true,
And I’ll buy for you
An icery creamery conio!”
Oh, Nonio, Antonio!
You’re far too bleak and bonio!
And all that I wish,
You singular fish,
Is that you will quickly begonio.”
Antonio, Antonio,
He uttered a dismal moanio;
Then he ran off and hid
(Or I’m told that he did)
In the Antecatarctical Zonio.
Playing in the World Game 
I had to read that in meter while swaying in time—I just couldn’t read it quickly! Love it!
Nothing sounds better in the summer than an icery-creamery conio!
Dang! I struggled more with “Antecatarctical” than I ever did with “supercalifragilistiespialidocious”! 😀
And, you left out the “x”. 😛 But kudos for coming even that close – I don’t think I could spell “sannsynlighetsmaksimeringsestimator” without help!
Ah! The “x” probably dropped out because I kept trying to fit in a “c” at the end of “fragilistic” which of course I had to stop doing. As always it’s impossible to fix one error without creating at least one other – though I could perhaps have tried to blame it on my Galaxy tablet’s on-screen keyboard … or Autocorrect … or sunspots, whatever 😉
I used to have a systems support job in which I blamed all problems on sunspots. The less savvy users with whom I worked thought I was serious. And maybe I was. I’ll never tell.
I stand corrected. There IS a “c” at the end of “fragilistic”. I shall have to go back to my obviously unreliable sources and give them a thorough round of shredding, breaking and throwing in the bin :-p
I started out in my current job as computer and Internet tech supporter almost thirteen years ago. Unfortunately one of our managers had also read about Simon the B.O.F.H. (Bastard Operator From Hell) and strictly forbade us to even mention sunspots – along with at least a dozen other things – when in calls with clients. Shame. It would have made our job so much easier.