My Friend, the Dictionary

Miss Ostrovsky, your word is boanthropy.
Oh, wait. One second. Please ma'am, could you not sit in that seat?
I saved a chair for my dad
In the fourth row on the aisle
And it may take him a while
But when he gets here
That's his chair
'Cause my mother's in an ashram
In India
I saved a chair for her too
But it's merely symbolic
As daily she washes herself in the Ganges
And I live in a house
Where there's an oversized dictionary
That I read
As a girl
On the toilet
I love my dictionary
And I love the indented border
Every word's in alphabetical order
Ergo, lost things
Always can be found
And I wrap my head around
The fact that in one book
Is the entire language of our species
Which is a favorite term of Nicci's
Who's the great-grandfather of Christina Ricci's
Yes I joke, but the words in the dictionary
Are the friends that I'll have forever
More than the friends I have made in school
She's such a lovely girl
With a lovely little voice
And I heard that she's pro-choice
Though still a virgin
And she talks into her hand
An often used technique
What you do not understand
Is once I say it then I've said it
And so much to her credit
She talks into her hand
And turns aside
So I will not make a mistake
And be disqualified
Boanthropy. B-O-A-N-T-H-R-O-P-Y? Boanthropy?
That is correct.
My friend the dictionary
Is a very reliable friend
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