So, on the way to helping my 12-year-old prepare for the spelling bee, I learned the word "crepuscular" from the 9th-grade word list: of or pertaining to twilight.
My stream of consciousness skipped easily from twilight to "Twilight."
Then the limericks hit.
When caught in a tale that's crepuscular,
Just go with the werewolf who's muscular.
While Ed may requite you,
He just wants to bite you:
His interest is merely corpuscular.
My husband has to claim partial credit for this work.
