O! The Things I can do with this Language! It can be turned ndsıpǝ-poʍu, and drawkcab, and bɘɿoɿɿim as well — rcsbamdel, like eggs, even. Made to read, made to speak, made to listen. It Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅs, it beckons, it s̷h̷a̷d̷e̷s̷ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̷t̷r̷u̷t̷h̷. It tєครєร, it broadens, it SCREAMS. Narration, instruction, completion, construction: all of these things Mine Ears do accept. It is in this inexact form that I find myself exuberant, laughing as Webster turns in his grave.