Ungentle Urgings
The rarely recognised conversation
Is a most peculiar beast
He walks and stalks
And growls and prowls
And shows up when you feast
The usually tame discussion
Will turn and bite
If stoked or poked
Or otherwise provoked
Or challenged in a fight
The orutund oration
Is a large and slothful creature
He puffs and pomps
And huffs and stomps
And is a dreadful preacher
The thinly veiled compliment
Is quite the nasty shrew
If words are heard
And meanings inferred
You'd better start anew
The imperceptibly glowing aphorism
Is shy beyond belief
It lurks in implications
And rude insinuations
It's sneaky as a thief.
The tete a tete, my own bete noir
Is known for great pretence
Un-asked for revelations
Pointless exclamations
Emotions too intense
The pithy poignant poem
Is falling out of favor
Those clever rhymes
Of Victorian times
Have sadly lost their flavour
Contributors: | baoloa, N, F, Beefy, Karin, snood. |
Poem finished: | 22nd August 2003. |