Fifty Cent Prose

I am something of a logophile,
painting with words makes me smile;

An old phrase may not be used often,
past it's prime it rests inside a coffin;

Now and then a zombie may rise 
revived by a trend without surprise;

There's nothing like enduring spirit,
you laugh when it has a brand new fit;

Some inside jokes will include them;
Pop culture sometimes creates a gem;

I am something of a logophile,
changing linguistics with my style;

Timeless or gone in a flash who knows? 
Built strong just like that fifty cent prose.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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