Why can’t people say what they mean -
Speaking clearly to listening ears,
Not intoning riddles pompously and boring us to tears? :'(

I like my poetry succinct
nicely put, but to the point

I hate that flowery mannered stuff – I yearn to scream and quit the joint. 88|

So if by some unlikely twist, this rhyme’s to be read out of a book
Read it simply without airs,

Or risk being felled by my swift right hook. :lalala:

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