The Poetry Bus goes on a month long world tour in April starting off on the east coast of Scotland at Rachel Fox's blog.
Tickets for the bus cost a poem (loose or otherwise) with your favourite word as a starting point.
My favourite word is a double-barrelled word shouted out by Fr. Jack in one episode of Father Ted. Arse-biscuit. The Arse bit prounced by scrunching up your face into a snarl.
My son is now known as Arse Biscuit. So is the canary. And my boss. It is a lovely graphic word, but I doubt I can write a poem about it.