Here’s an ode to meaningless diction
that holds no weight for lovers of rhyme,
or frail but labyrinthian fiction,
whose grand uncertainties adorn their time.
My ruminations cause amusement
as I am led to face a fact:
Words unworthy of employment
glide through centuries, intact.
Humankind! Open your eyes!
Thy hard-drive’s brimming full with junk.
Be not so proud you realize
that one can think but couldn’t’ve thunk.
Respect thy cerebral free-space
and choose between ‘mosquito’ and ‘gnat’!
Either can, the other, replace
if you’re a simple kinda cat.