Most Vocal Critic

My sister Pat says my words are too big, that I lose my audience due to this. By far, most people just don’t give a fig; Anything over one’s head’s just a miss. My vocabulary’s filled with nonsense, And no one bothers to find the meaning. No one wants their reading to be so dense What I think’s clever is just demeaning. Why can’t I just write simple stuff about flowers and family and life? Why isn’t that enough without dredging up the dark, unhappy strife? While I swim through depressing depths, most people splash and play in shallows. They laugh out loud, don’t hold their breath. Real humor doesn’t come from gallows.