Daisy on assonance

Today, Daisy turned a curious phrase: umbrous woof foot. What are you talking about, Daisy? I asked, repeating the phrase under my breath. But the more I repeated it, the more I lost any meaning it might have had. Umbrous woof foot. The sounds rose up towards me and I sank down into them. It was a rich assonance. At last, I gave in. I don’t understand these words, I said. Daisy nodded thoughtfully. I thought that would worry you, she said. But believe me! You don’t need to understand everything to revel in the sound of it! And then, to my surprise, she lifted herself up – and danced.

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