An older one of mine written in 20l0 poking fun at myself.......
There once was a poetess with a thesaurus As big as the Adriatic Sea She hunted down words in her book so absurd Then tortured the world with these
She wrote lavish poems about simple drivel Using words unknown to you and me Inspissating her plots so we would think she was not The hare-brain her friends knew her to be
A plethora of words she abused along with our minds As she wrote of the redolent roses Why could she not say how sweet they smelled Before she beleaguered all of our noses
Now her poems are a panoply of quintessential bliss If you have any idea what that means I surely do not and have no intent of learning So for now I will say she is keen
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This is beautiful, as you are. Through the time of life and the experience, we shall die someday as wise as we can. And grateful. Your writing always inspires me sweet sister. As life is a learning process, in all ways. As long as you write out of your heart, it's most precious, than out of rules. (my opinion) I loved this. X
My, my, my, perky, fun, slyly amusing, and oh so clever! I'm guessing your eyes were twinkling, with the rest of you smiling saucy as you wrote this...I love it!
ha ha..i loved this .along some twenty years of reading
english literature of some hundred writers with some great
pieces they offered ..i never saw some words but when i came here
i never read such stack of strange words that i never knew before
again it is a laugh ,some think the writing will be great that way
also then most will never understand you this way...
lovely write
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