M is the camel of letters
recognizable for its two humps.
Without them both, m would be n,
as in neasles,
M comfortably takes on the task
of being the milestone
halfway on the road
‘tween A’s aura and the Z-zone.
And though M sounds like
M starts with an e
– eh-hem –
that isn’t the case.
M is his own man:
A pivotal camel shaped pal
Midway through the race.
DON’T LOOK CLOSE: Look far. And you May just see an M in this iMage from
the Mellow Mushroom, Oak Street, New Orleans. YuMM.
Congrats on your 200th post. I see many publications there within.