Do you always speak that way,
without a rhyme to your name?
Do you always sound so obscure,
without ever trying to explain?
Does everyone else understand
the ideas you so proudly proclaim?
Does everything you say make sense,
except to my own little brain?
Could there be some other language
that I just cannot ascertain?
Do some poets go to a special school
to practice sounding so lame?
Is it your hi-brow, super grammar,
which will surely drive me insane?
Or is it your "pick-a-word" mentality,
that makes me feel such disdain?
Do you know what I am saying,
and would you like me to abstain?
Do you get it, like I don't get it,
and is my poem becoming profane?
Will you disregard this entry,
comparing it to a migraine?
Well, now you know how I feel,
hurry, please, my shot of Novocaine!
Lora Frikken ~ 7-3-06
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