Ere Aurora (or Eos?) arose this morn, I alit and hied to a crossword olio. Sated with omelets (or ova in some form) and a plethora of Oreos, anon I felt asea. Egad, who upped the ante, one muses (with Erato?), and in what isle or orb abide the setters — not, aha, in Asia, where most people live, but ici in Washington, D.C.
If you need a translation, you must not be an aficionado of The Post’s daily crossword puzzles.
Kenneth Woods, Locust Grove, Va.