It's a Subtle Joke If You're Me

Sorry for the long delay in posting. Not only was there a long weekend, but I was helping a dear friend move. One thing I did do over the break was do a quick run-down of my vocabulary poems, during which I discovered that, although I have written 70 of them by now, I had no words beginning with K, M, R, S, V, or Y. So today's poem--"myomancy"---is my first step in attempting to rectify this. I should have "mundle" by noon.

The other thing I wanted to mention, to my great chagrin, is that I have set a new personal record for denseness in the face of humor. Although I have long recognized the Simpsons' tendency to make Baby Boomer types of jokes (like making Marge's maiden name be Bouvier, just like Jackie O), it was literally only a week ago that I realized that Bart's best friend is Milhouse because it was Nixon's middle name. Which means I finally got the joke fifteen years after it was launched. On the one hand, I feel stupid, but on the other hand, I appreciate the Simpsons all the more now.