Once, while working a blue collar job, I encountered a person who didn’t know the word “citrus”.

They tried sounding it out: “sigh-truss” is where they landed.

This piece reads like an essay version of the poem A Supermarket in California — I believe it’s meant to be reflective and introspective, not informative.

Georgia on a Fast Train - Billy Joe Shaver

Desperados Waiting for a Train - Guy Clark

Edit: fucked up a song title

Hell yeah, I remember listening to The Dollop about this dude and realizing he was part of the reason for all the POW/MIA flags when I was growing up lol

Link to the first part on YT: here

I’m sure the OED has the correct answer, but here’s a a source about a similar aphorism.

That whole album is excellent!

Also, his compatriots from NW Arkansas — Nick Shoulders, in particular — seem similarly-minded, and are definitely worth a listen.

You’re in luck!