While I was washing the dishes this afternoon, an old song from my Scouting days came to mind, and, well, it's National Poetry Month. Doggerel counts, doesn't it?
I took the "American dialect" quiz that's making the rounds; it gave me the Midland and Southern maps and descriptions. That sounds about right; I've said before - though perhaps not here - that I speak a Southern-tinged Midland dialect.