(The following poem was inspired by a statement that the State of Massachusetts planned to simplify the name of the lake and reduce the number of g's from fifteen to thirteen back in the 1950's.)
"Touch not a g of our big lake!"
When but a child, I yet recall,
Then, not a hundred years ago,
Should mighty rivers shrink and tame?
Now puffed up with our pride were we
"Touch not a g!" No impious hand
--Bertha A. Joslin
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