Orange Angst
Last week I was shopping for ideas on the corner of metaphor and allegory,
Rummaging through a pile of discount words to help me tell a story.
A shelf of very expensive words caught my eye because they were so flirty,
Then a drawer of words that must have fallen down because they were so dirty.
There were several words in a mark down bin and they were really cheap,
And even though they didn’t quite fit I decided that I would keep…. them.
I could bend them down and twist them around until the sentence was a maze,
With just a little bit of reworking I found that I could shape them into a phrase.
I’d have to wrestle with a word sometimes until my huffing face turned purple,
Then I‘d have to resort to telling lies like, an aglet is also called a nerple.
Remember when you’re shopping for words that orange creates angst,
And that a poem is never really done until the subject is properly thanksed.
The word store sent me a coupon in the mail showing the fifty percent off it gives,
It says that this is the greatest sale of all time so I went looking for superlatives.
But when I got there I found out that the sale had several misrepresentations.
It seems the promised discount was only good on words with abbreviations.
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