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You won't find these except in a list like this...or a poem just made for them:

A SESQUIPEDALIAN EXCURSION

Down streamed the rain; the evening was procellous;

Meek, madefied, and marcid trudged we two

Till a zymologist came out to tell us

That we might share his shelter.

All snug in that zythepsary, we three

Swigged down meracious ale 'midst song and laughter.

Each swallow boosted our procerity;

We dared not stand, lest we should hit a rafter.

Macrologous our speech, but what cared we?

Fie on the world procacious and its tricks!

Behold, dapatical nimiety

We quandam three imbibers became six!

Moniliformously we twelve linked arms,

Moliminously lurched about the floor.

Save for that damed ereption by gendarmes,

The twelve would soon have turned to twenty-four.

from W.R.Espy (with a slight modification)