A Show Of Words
This sightly show of words was quickly becoming a 2-story affair.
[ A tale of two notions broadly cast over one station ]
Mumbled confusion of the third degree
quadrupled the perils of free association.
Each word selfishly believed it was favored from the first,
for none feigned forlorn, nor were fool enough to form factions.
Old-fashioned terms simply displayed their square roots,
while fast-paced abbreviations shot from the hip!
~ Quaint and colorful phrases appeared front and center ~
(all discouraging words had been denied at the door)
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Though true, my view was skewed a bit, I knew one thing for sure,
the small, but certainly sexy terms had falsely been enhanced.
From time to time, or so it seemed, as time went steadily on,
fragrant symbols of grace breezed by to tickle my utmost fancy.
All the while, manly verbs were patiently lying in wait.
The rough and ready nouns took their place in the shadows,
wishing not to compromise, but to come to a happy conclusion.
After all had been said and done - I – the sole member of the audience
_ remained seated on both ends _
pondering over just how much I am over-used.
In a matter of m1nutes, the matter resolved 1tself
and I, no longer I, forgot what he had to say.